Lyrics Peeping Tom

Peeping Tom

Don't Even Trip

I think you're old enough to know better

But I'm old enough to remember

(Don't even trip)

I won't use that stupid word forever

(Cross your heart and hope to die)

Don't even trip

Don't get too big for your britches

All these bones been jumping out of your closet

(You're not in your closet yet)

So blasé, don't turn and look the other way

You wanna be a star, you're oh so near yet oh so far

(Don't even trip)

You'll be back inside before the winter

On that long, long trip of the sinner

You'll be throwing stones at the window

(Lock in peace and close your house(?))

Don't even trip

Don't get too big for your britches

All these bones been jumping out of your closet

(You're not in your closet yet)

So blasé, don't turn and look the other way

You gotta have it all, you're oh so near yet oh so far

And I know that assholes grow on trees

But I'm here to trim the leaves

And I'm afraid that you're still my friend

And you're just a piece of shit

But I can overlook it today

'cause you're still my friend

Drop that gun, you ain't my fucking hero

You think it's cool to be a fucking zero?

Can't believe I called you 'mi amigo'

(Take a deep breath and you'll be fine)

Speak up now

And one of you is a hundred loud

When you preach

They'll join you on rooves and streets

Crystal clear

I'm hanging like a chandelier

Watching over you

I move you from the song to tears

And I know that assholes grow on trees

But I'm going to trim the leaves

And I can say that you're still my friend

And you're still a piece of shit

But I can overlook it today

'cause you're still my friend

And I know that assholes grow on trees

But I'm here to trim the leaves

And I'm afraid, are you still my friend?

And you're still a piece of shit

But I can look the other way

'cause you're still my friend

Don't even trip