Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Pardon My Freedom [Instrumental Maurice Fulton Mix][Instrumental]’ by !!!. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of !!! or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Oh my god, did I just say that out loud?
Should’ve known this was the kind of place
That that sort of thing just wasn’t allowed
Should’ve known by the color of the drapes
(Oh, my bad, venetian blinds)
What the hell was I thinking saying exactly what’s on my mind?
But I won’t deny I got a dirty mouth
My mother tried, my father tried, my teachers tried
But they couldn’t wash it out
And look at me now up here running my mouth
I just open it up and see what comes running out
Like I give a f*ck, like I give a shit
Like I give a f*ck about that shit
Like I give a f*ck about that motherfucking shit
And you can tell the president to suck my fucking dick
Does that sound intelligent?
Like I give a fucking frick
Tell the FBI put me on the list because Lennon wasn’t this dangerous
Call the Christians, tell them all that I’m taller than Jesus
They tore down the parking lot and put in a parking lot and what do they got?
And if you followed the plot then you know
I’m not going to give it a second thought
Yeah, let those pigs play because they’ll all fucking pay
Yeah, karma’s a fact, that shit’ll come back someday
And I’ll be like
Like I give a f*ck, like I give a shit like I give a shit about that f*ck
Like I give a f*ck about that motherfucking shit