From Where I'm Standing

How lucky are you on a scale? With the city smog to inhale?

You are looking kind of pale from where I'm standing

Do you like the taste of your own tale?

How bitter are you when I fail?

You are looking kind of pale from where I'm standing

No need to pass out stricture when the actor is unknown

No need to paint this picture if only half is shown

Two bucks for every lie you hand in, Two bucks really tells a tale

You sure look pale from where I'm standing. Next to you

It's easy to outrun a snail

To choose a bank note rather than jail

You are looking kind of pale from where I'm standing

In the mirror spotting something stale

Can something hard as a rock be that frail?

You are looking kind of pale from where I'm standing

Everything is not for sale

Every lie is not easy to nail

You are looking kind of pale from where I'm standing

A lot of shit leaving in your trail

Take a tip and go and set your sail

You are looking kind of pale from where I'm standing