Worst kind of fool's a fool
Who don't know he's a fool
When he's fooled
But thank god I got my guardian angel
She's a mouthful
Lamb and sheep collapse
And clop along their chosen paths
Ravining through the pitch black
Screaming, hands tucked in their laps
Any fool can make a rule
And any fool will mind it
The bit's a mouthful
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face in the masquerade
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face
And what's the race
Driving in the pitch black
With no instinct or alarm
(Backseat of the car)
The blood can smell the asphalt
(That's a fool on his way)
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face in the masquerade
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face
And what's the race
The Slaps - Fool Lyrics
The Slaps - Fool Lyrics
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English
Worst kind of fool's a fool
Who don't know he's a fool
When he's fooled
But thank god I got my guardian angel
She's a mouthful
Lamb and sheep collapse
And clop along their chosen paths
Ravining through the pitch black
Screaming, hands tucked in their laps
Any fool can make a rule
And any fool will mind it
The bit's a mouthful
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face in the masquerade
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face
And what's the race
Driving in the pitch black
With no instinct or alarm
(Backseat of the car)
The blood can smell the asphalt
(That's a fool on his way)
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face in the masquerade
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face
And what's the race
Who don't know he's a fool
When he's fooled
But thank god I got my guardian angel
She's a mouthful
Lamb and sheep collapse
And clop along their chosen paths
Ravining through the pitch black
Screaming, hands tucked in their laps
Any fool can make a rule
And any fool will mind it
The bit's a mouthful
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face in the masquerade
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face
And what's the race
Driving in the pitch black
With no instinct or alarm
(Backseat of the car)
The blood can smell the asphalt
(That's a fool on his way)
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face in the masquerade
Yes yes
The devil's in the broadcast
What's a face
And what's the race
Writer: Ramsey Bell, Josh Resing, Rand Kelly
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The Slaps
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Ramsey Bell, Josh Resing, Rand Kelly