| Song | Secret Skin |
| Artist | Busdriver |
| Album | RoadKillOvercoat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Busdriver | |
| This self-made mogul alpha-male | |
| Now seeks a Dali-lama | |
| To become a cocooned darling larva | |
| I'll donate my album sales | |
| to what the left-wing stance is, | |
| The pet peeves of the candidates | |
| and wet reeds in their tan lips, | |
| exceeds the bandwidth | |
| The self-empowered blogsters, and all you apathetic scenesters | |
| From this downward-dogger | |
| Newly flowered songbird | |
| But I used to drive my stretch Humvee | |
| through rap fads like an occupied Baghdad | |
| Looking like a pet monkey | |
| in a one-piece holding a handbag | |
| Now I'm stylized in your art commune | |
| Torturing a TV host, | |
| holding a weenie-roast over car-bombed ruins | |
| Choking on a tapioca ball | |
| In being a sun-drenched life-size Yoda doll | |
| Obsequious banter is protocol (new skin) | |
| Admonished, I withstand the office day singed | |
| Then become counter-culture's misanthropic statesman | |
| Take wives with a chest full of animal hair, | |
| put their vulvas on pre-heat | |
| Then have an extra-marital affair at the yoga retreat | |
| I'm a wheatgrass fueled, rehashed, eco-friendly hippie freak | |
| Encased in what's aesthetically pleasing | |
| Marvel at the LA-based, dead artifice | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your soft-edit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to re-begin | |
| 'Please give to this undisclosed relief fund' | |
| Says the liberal with a tealeaf on his tongue | |
| Cuz soldiers are pointing their BB guns at children's TB lungs | |
| So we've sanctioned graffiti fun to slander your figurehead | |
| Hack into amalgamated algorithms that open cells in crowded prisons | |
| But I got to get that 'save-the-world-look' first | |
| Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun | |
| An aptly engineered new planetarium | |
| Working class | |
| Heroism | |
| Is stylish | |
| All season | |
| Sleeveless shirts | |
| Quinoa | |
| Drum circles | |
| Palm-reading | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your soft-edit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to re-begin | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your soft-edit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to re-begin | |
| Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun | |
| An aptly engineered new planetarium |
| zuo ci : Busdriver | |
| This selfmade mogul alphamale | |
| Now seeks a Dalilama | |
| To become a cocooned darling larva | |
| I' ll donate my album sales | |
| to what the leftwing stance is, | |
| The pet peeves of the candidates | |
| and wet reeds in their tan lips, | |
| exceeds the bandwidth | |
| The selfempowered blogsters, and all you apathetic scenesters | |
| From this downwarddogger | |
| Newly flowered songbird | |
| But I used to drive my stretch Humvee | |
| through rap fads like an occupied Baghdad | |
| Looking like a pet monkey | |
| in a onepiece holding a handbag | |
| Now I' m stylized in your art commune | |
| Torturing a TV host, | |
| holding a weenieroast over carbombed ruins | |
| Choking on a tapioca ball | |
| In being a sundrenched lifesize Yoda doll | |
| Obsequious banter is protocol new skin | |
| Admonished, I withstand the office day singed | |
| Then become counterculture' s misanthropic statesman | |
| Take wives with a chest full of animal hair, | |
| put their vulvas on preheat | |
| Then have an extramarital affair at the yoga retreat | |
| I' m a wheatgrass fueled, rehashed, ecofriendly hippie freak | |
| Encased in what' s aesthetically pleasing | |
| Marvel at the LAbased, dead artifice | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your softedit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to rebegin | |
| ' Please give to this undisclosed relief fund' | |
| Says the liberal with a tealeaf on his tongue | |
| Cuz soldiers are pointing their BB guns at children' s TB lungs | |
| So we' ve sanctioned graffiti fun to slander your figurehead | |
| Hack into amalgamated algorithms that open cells in crowded prisons | |
| But I got to get that ' savetheworldlook' first | |
| Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun | |
| An aptly engineered new planetarium | |
| Working class | |
| Heroism | |
| Is stylish | |
| All season | |
| Sleeveless shirts | |
| Quinoa | |
| Drum circles | |
| Palmreading | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your softedit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to rebegin | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your softedit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to rebegin | |
| Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun | |
| An aptly engineered new planetarium |
| zuò cí : Busdriver | |
| This selfmade mogul alphamale | |
| Now seeks a Dalilama | |
| To become a cocooned darling larva | |
| I' ll donate my album sales | |
| to what the leftwing stance is, | |
| The pet peeves of the candidates | |
| and wet reeds in their tan lips, | |
| exceeds the bandwidth | |
| The selfempowered blogsters, and all you apathetic scenesters | |
| From this downwarddogger | |
| Newly flowered songbird | |
| But I used to drive my stretch Humvee | |
| through rap fads like an occupied Baghdad | |
| Looking like a pet monkey | |
| in a onepiece holding a handbag | |
| Now I' m stylized in your art commune | |
| Torturing a TV host, | |
| holding a weenieroast over carbombed ruins | |
| Choking on a tapioca ball | |
| In being a sundrenched lifesize Yoda doll | |
| Obsequious banter is protocol new skin | |
| Admonished, I withstand the office day singed | |
| Then become counterculture' s misanthropic statesman | |
| Take wives with a chest full of animal hair, | |
| put their vulvas on preheat | |
| Then have an extramarital affair at the yoga retreat | |
| I' m a wheatgrass fueled, rehashed, ecofriendly hippie freak | |
| Encased in what' s aesthetically pleasing | |
| Marvel at the LAbased, dead artifice | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your softedit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to rebegin | |
| ' Please give to this undisclosed relief fund' | |
| Says the liberal with a tealeaf on his tongue | |
| Cuz soldiers are pointing their BB guns at children' s TB lungs | |
| So we' ve sanctioned graffiti fun to slander your figurehead | |
| Hack into amalgamated algorithms that open cells in crowded prisons | |
| But I got to get that ' savetheworldlook' first | |
| Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun | |
| An aptly engineered new planetarium | |
| Working class | |
| Heroism | |
| Is stylish | |
| All season | |
| Sleeveless shirts | |
| Quinoa | |
| Drum circles | |
| Palmreading | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your softedit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to rebegin | |
| We are all coated in a plastic film | |
| But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin | |
| There lies a layer of secret skin | |
| Under your softedit enhanced cosmetic implants | |
| There lies a thick layer of secret skin | |
| A body for you to rebegin | |
| Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun | |
| An aptly engineered new planetarium |