Liar, liar,
Pants on fire
And the pills go down
And get you higher
Baby bottles burning
Mother fucker
And the mother hates him
Like the daughter
Lonely god and maker
Gripping tighter saying
You will burn in hell they say,
You will burn in hell!
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Liar, liar
Stop your soul from catching fire! Fire!
God and maker
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Liar! Liar! house on fire
and the glass taste’s messy,
Chew it louder
I bet your tummy hurts you, you mother fucker
Mother never loved you,
Father touched you
With the hand of god
He’s gripping tighter, saying
You will burn in hell they say,
You will burn in hell!
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Liar, liar
Stop your soul from catching fire! Fire!
God and maker
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
You’re gonna burn in hell
You’re gonna burn in hell
You’re gonna burn in hell
You’re gonna burn in hell
You will burn in hell they say,
You will burn in hell!
You fucking liar!
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Liar, liar
Stop your soul from catching fire! Fire!
God and maker
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
Liar, liar
Stop your soul from catching fire! Fire!
God and maker
Liar, liar
Pants on fire
You fucking liar! (liar! liar!)
You fucking liar! (liar! liar!)
You fucking liar! (liar! liar!)
You fucking liar! (liar! liar!)
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hanging from a telephone wire
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