| Song | Pot Kettle Black |
| Artist | Tilly and the Wall |
| Album | Whip It (Music From The Motion Picture) |
| I bet you think we didn’t know | |
| Didn’t even see the tides change | |
| But it’s a small, small world, girl | |
| Getting even smaller every day | |
| I bet you think we didn’t know | |
| Didn’t even see the tides change | |
| But it’s a small, small world, girl | |
| Getting even smaller every day | |
| You can fake that smile | |
| For a hollow while | |
| But the kids all learn | |
| Once those bridges burn | |
| The trash washes up to shore | |
| Even in this landlocked place | |
| The shit gets thicker | |
| It’s toxic | |
| Get it out my face | |
| The trash washes up to shore | |
| Even in this landlocked place | |
| The shit gets thicker | |
| It’s toxic | |
| Get it out my face | |
| And don’t be surprised | |
| If they don’t buy your lies | |
| Some of us can see through | |
| Your stained glass eyes | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk that, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch your, watch your back | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk that, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch your, watch your back | |
| Oh my god | |
| Did you hear (yeah) | |
| About that bitch | |
| And what she did? | |
| I don’t believe it | |
| Aw, aw What a ho | |
| What a tramp | |
| What a slut (pause) | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk that, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch your, watch your back | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk talk, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch watch, watch your back |
| I bet you think we didn' t know | |
| Didn' t even see the tides change | |
| But it' s a small, small world, girl | |
| Getting even smaller every day | |
| I bet you think we didn' t know | |
| Didn' t even see the tides change | |
| But it' s a small, small world, girl | |
| Getting even smaller every day | |
| You can fake that smile | |
| For a hollow while | |
| But the kids all learn | |
| Once those bridges burn | |
| The trash washes up to shore | |
| Even in this landlocked place | |
| The shit gets thicker | |
| It' s toxic | |
| Get it out my face | |
| The trash washes up to shore | |
| Even in this landlocked place | |
| The shit gets thicker | |
| It' s toxic | |
| Get it out my face | |
| And don' t be surprised | |
| If they don' t buy your lies | |
| Some of us can see through | |
| Your stained glass eyes | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk that, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch your, watch your back | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk that, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch your, watch your back | |
| Oh my god | |
| Did you hear yeah | |
| About that bitch | |
| And what she did? | |
| I don' t believe it | |
| Aw, aw What a ho | |
| What a tramp | |
| What a slut pause | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk that, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch your, watch your back | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Talk talk, talk that smack | |
| Pot kettle, pot kettle black | |
| Watch watch, watch your back |