Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Dr. Judge took the Hypocritic Oath.
Ms. Judge, too, yeah, so did both —
Vines soon grew from the undergrowth,
continued the dismissal.

Dr. Judge said it wasn't b'cuz
there was anything that he thought he was above,
but love ain’t love when it’s disposed of,
destroyed with a guided missile.

You never can tell when you get to this hell
if all of your vessels of blood will yell,
“Get us outa here, let’s sit a spell,
and decipher.”

Since the judgement comes
when all are done
each sister, brother, daughter, son —
We’re in this together havin’ fun,
and all our friends are lifers.

CHORUS
I don’t know what to say,
not today or any day.
Sorry for the way there’s no conclusion.
Maybe it's false but none of it's illusion.

Papa Judge and Mamma Judge
held cold opinions and a grudge
and just our luck, we don’t give a fuck
‘cause life must go on livin’.

But when you see us all out on the streets
complete with conceits spread on the concrete,
please stop to embrace before heartbeats
stop givin’.

There’s not much to say, not any day,
not Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday,
but if you see the Judges passing by,
please whistle.

It’s a sad sad tale that never will fail
to send a tear by air or email
and Lord knows it’s abysmal.

Dr. Judge took the Hypocritic Oath.
Ms. Judge, too, yeah, so did both —
Vines soon grew from the undergrowth,
continued the dismissal.

Dr. Judge said it wasn't b'cuz
there was anything that he thought he was above,
but love ain’t love when it’s disposed of,
destroyed with a guided missile.

CHORUS
I don’t know what to say,
not today or any day.
Sorry for the way there’s no conclusion.
Maybe it's false but none of it's illusion.

not today or any other day
I just don't knownow what to say
what to say....what to say

Love ain't love when it's disposed of..
And deciphering, not yelling, about time.
The whole world's yelling, screaming..

Here comes the judge, all dressed in black
Once you've seen him, you can't turn back.

Or something like that.