"Dial Tones" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Somebody get the phone
I gotta lighten the load, get this off my chest
I got a fork in the road, gonna check what's left
I got a bone to pick, got a tone to check, yeah
Point to make, and it points to you
I got a life to stake and a mind to lose
I got a kinder way, but it ain't for you
I got a point to land, so I'll burn the chute, yeah
Got the words to wipe the smile off
And the action to back it up
Gonna say my peace, put your in your place
And hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Got the nerves to strike and sound off
And the odds just to stack them up
Time to say my peace, say it to your face
Then hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
So you want a little sample?
Want to be made an example of?
What can happen when you wanna be man enough?
Step up, let me fill up your cup
Take a sip of what I'm serving, 'cause I'm fucking you up
All the lessons you're learning, time that you're burning
Mud that you were throwing just to cover it up
Faces you were making when you ran out of luck
Bridges I'll be burning 'cause I'm hanging it up
Got the words to wipe the smile off
And the action to back it up
Gonna say my peace, put your in your place
And hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Got the nerves to strike and sound off
And the odds just to stack them up
Time to say my peace, say it to your face
Then hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Somebody, please get an operator
Somebody, please get an operator
Somebody, please get an operator
Somebody, please get an operator
Got the words to wipe the smile off
And the action to back it up
Gonna say my peace, put your in your place
And hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Got the nerves to strike and sound off
And the odds just to stack them up
Time to say my peace, say it to your face
Then hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Somebody get the phone
I gotta lighten the load, get this off my chest
I got a fork in the road, gonna check what's left
I got a bone to pick, got a tone to check, yeah
Point to make, and it points to you
I got a life to stake and a mind to lose
I got a kinder way, but it ain't for you
I got a point to land, so I'll burn the chute, yeah
Got the words to wipe the smile off
And the action to back it up
Gonna say my peace, put your in your place
And hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Got the nerves to strike and sound off
And the odds just to stack them up
Time to say my peace, say it to your face
Then hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
So you want a little sample?
Want to be made an example of?
What can happen when you wanna be man enough?
Step up, let me fill up your cup
Take a sip of what I'm serving, 'cause I'm fucking you up
All the lessons you're learning, time that you're burning
Mud that you were throwing just to cover it up
Faces you were making when you ran out of luck
Bridges I'll be burning 'cause I'm hanging it up
Got the words to wipe the smile off
And the action to back it up
Gonna say my peace, put your in your place
And hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Got the nerves to strike and sound off
And the odds just to stack them up
Time to say my peace, say it to your face
Then hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Somebody, please get an operator
Somebody, please get an operator
Somebody, please get an operator
Somebody, please get an operator
Got the words to wipe the smile off
And the action to back it up
Gonna say my peace, put your in your place
And hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
Got the nerves to strike and sound off
And the odds just to stack them up
Time to say my peace, say it to your face
Then hang up the phone
And have you listening to dial tones
