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They're Selling Us Falsehood. (The False wood Song)


Artist: E Lloyd Kelly
Artist's Description
Built around, a double entendre, wordplay, and humor. Born out of sightseeing as shown on social media around Christmas time.

Genre(s): Holiday, Reggae
Mood(s): Bouncy, Bright, Energetic, Fun, Groovy
Style(s): Christmas, Commercial, Party, Political
Language(s): English
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Extended License:$500.00
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They're Selling Us Falsehood. (The False wood Song)

By E Lloyd Kelly
Falsehood

(Oh well) It was Christmas time and the boy was flying on a plane to go back home.
To see his dear old mother who for too long was left alone
The rest of the siblings were there with him and got on a wrapping spree
To stuff that barrels tightly covered shut under lock and key

Something special was sent down the aisles with him for their dear old mother
The sales clerk was good at the work she does wrapping up good and proper
She wrapped it up with bows and strings and placed it in a box
Watch the look on sonny boy's face when he got back home to see it unwrapped

They are selling us falsehood, I know they lied to me (with their)
Falsehood, under smiles and wrapping paper sheets, they're all selling
Falsehood, the truth is never a thing that they'd know
Since these lying politicians came along and taught them so.

Sonny boy was standing by his mama's chair and watching her carefully
Wanted to share the moments with her that year excited was he
Remedy for Hypertension and to relieve her stress was what they said to me
but that truth was not what wet Teddy’s boots that night on Christmas Eve

(They’re selling us) falsehood, I know they lied to me (with their)
Falsehood, under smiles and wrapping paper sheets, they're all selling
Falsehood, the truth is never a thing that they’d know
Since these lying politicians came along and taught them so.

While mama stared at the machine there she kept up the inquiry
What, what, what's this thing, can you show me how, or get it to work for me
The boy wanted to turn and look away but his eyes would not agree
How could my own loving siblings do such a wicked thing to me
Cho.
So mama cried out, falsehood, then she turned and looked at me (there wondering)
Falsehood, now unwrapped and open for all to see (mama cried out)
Falsehood, what were they all there thinking though
One of those lying old politicians must have been who taught them so
Repeat chorus.

Ending. Since these lying politicians came along and taught them so.
Since these lying politicians came along and taught them so.
Since these lying politicians came along and taught them so

By E Lloyd Kelly © 2021.
A sample soundtrack is available.

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