You Can Make A Weapon Out of Anything (J. Purvis)

 

Hey, lawdy mama, look at this mess

Iíll give you credit, youíve sure done your best

Fat-filled lips and fashion mall breasts

Not a wrinkle in sight: now, will you give it a rest?

Oh-oh, what have you done?

Textured abís and implant-perfect buns

Oh-oh, another lipo cha-ching

But, then, you can make a weapon out of anything

 

Youíre pretty attractive, at least thatís what they say

ĎThough Iím not sure why anyone would pay to look that way

An expression Michael Jackson wouldnít want even on a good day

Your skin looks like itís been shit out of modeling clay

Oh-oh, what have you done?

Not enough sleep and too much sun

Oh-oh, you make those tillers ring

But, then, you can make a weapon out of anything

 

Too bad those docs canít put something inside your head

Live rich, die ugly, alone in your bed

Your lifeís so shallow it wouldnít float a paper cup

There goes the buzzer- oops! Timeís up!

Oh-oh, you blew your only chance

This ainít no dress rehearsal, no warm-up dance

Oh-oh, your time here was just one lost fling

But, then, you can make a weapon out of anything