Skeletons in your closet
Itchin` to come outside
Messin` with your conscience
In a way your face can`t hide
Oh things are gettin` real funky
Down at the old corral
And it`s not the skunks that are stinkin`
It`s the stinkin` lies you tell
What did your mama tell you about lies
She said it wasn`t polite to tell a white one
What did your daddy tell you about lies
He said one white one turns into a black one
So, it`s gettin` ready to blow
It`s gettin` ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
We`re gettin` ready to know
It`s gettin` ready to drop
It`s gettin` ready to shock
Somebody done turned up the heater
An`a it`s gettin` ready to pop
Crevices in your pantry
Now what do we have in here
Havin` a daytime nightmare
Has always been your biggest fear
Oh things are gettin` real crucial
Up the old wazoo
Yet you cry, why am I the victim?
When the culprit`s y-o-u
What did your mama tell you about lies
She said it wasn`t polite to tell a white one
What did your daddy tell you about lies
He said one white one turns into a black one
So, it`s gettin` ready to blow
It`s gettin` ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
We`re gettin` ready to know
It`s gettin` ready to drop
It`s gettin` ready to shock
Somebody done turned up the heater
An`a it`s gettin` ready to pop
It`s gettin` ready to seep
You`re gettin` ready to freak
Somebody done picked up the talk box
We`re gettin` ready to speak
It`s gettin` ready to jive
You`re gettin` ready to gel
Somebody done gone let the lid off
We`re gettin` ready to smell
They`re gettin` ready to deal
You`re gettin` ready to ill
Somebody done just dropped the big dime
And they`re gettin` ready to squeal
It`s gettin` ready to turn
We`re gettin` ready to learn
Somebody done fired up the brimstone
And you`re gettin` ready to burn
It`s gettin` ready to shake
You`re gettin` ready to ache
Somebody done snitched to the news crew
And it`s gettin` ready to break
You`re gettin` ready to lie
They`re gettin` ready to spy
Somebody`s been put on the hot seat
And you`re gettin` ready to fry
