Lyrics Monsters of Folk

Monsters of Folk

Man Named Truth

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

I'll tell you right now that it ain't no use

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

Pain was hunting me down but I gave him the slip

I left the city through a tunnel and I headed for the sticks

With oregano oil in the morphine drip

Pain was hunting me down but I gave him the slip

And I fell in love with identical twins

They lived thirty-four summers between the two of them

I gave one my ego, I gave one my id

Yeah, I got to get back to my pretty little twins

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

I'll tell you right now that it ain't no use

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

I was lost for a year in those almond trees

The sun was rising in the South and setting in the East

I was half awake, I was half asleep

I thought I'd never get out of those almond trees

So don't think too slow in the syrupy sun

You'll get buried alive when the caterpillar come

Tapping your time on a Conga drum

Don't think too slow in the syrupy sun

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I met a black skinned man with an ice cream grin

And a blonde Afghan with that heroin

We moved to the mountains where the highway ends

And I got myself that ice cream grin

So don't search too long for that Aztec gold

Like old Cortez gonna lose your soul

It turns an honest man into Diablo

Yeah, don't trade your soul for no Aztec gold

And never buy nothing from a man named Truth

Never buy nothing from a man named Truth

Look in my eyes, and you'll see the proof

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth

Don't ever buy nothing from a man named Truth