| Song | Uh Huh |
| Artist | Sims |
| Album | Field Notes |
| [Intro] | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| The place I’m standing in, planted with mannequins | |
| Painted in their calendars, it’s dinner with the Blandersons | |
| Talk about their business and the stale ideas they champion | |
| Christian Coalition save the sinners on the campuses | |
| They pulled their weapons out, they had a banner year | |
| I know no prison I just yell it in their ear | |
| I know no average men, I’m stone cold analyst | |
| Behind those pearly eyes evil I recognize what’s happening | |
| [Hook] | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Now I ain’t no atheist aching or making blanketed statements | |
| I’ll just say it, they way they play it is dangerous | |
| Which last day is it? who do I save again? who am I pagan then? | |
| I’m lost, I’m gone | |
| The rest gonna pay the cost for you to bear that cross | |
| Ending of the clear-cut path, follow but you end up lost | |
| Won’t come back, y’all know that, I suggest you throttle back | |
| But instead you’re on the gas, the match, the scratch | |
| You make the world go boom | |
| Gonna end it too soon, so I left the room | |
| The things they say, they things they do | |
| I’m anti red and anti blue | |
| I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo | |
| But then there’s you | |
| [Hook] | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| Now you knew it | |
| It’s fruitless like a rhyme with oranges | |
| The results are manufactured like a war on christmas | |
| A distraction from the war between the muslims and christians | |
| And you get like, “eww, shit, well that’s none of my business” | |
| And I ain’t no judge or jury but you’re spending my taxes | |
| And the tactics in practice are indefensibly backwards | |
| The problem with dominance is the outcome is ominous | |
| Honest to god | |
| None of them are honest to god | |
| They insist that it’s this, or that’s it | |
| Take a buck but they won't give an inch | |
| Who’s convinced? | |
| The things they say, they things they do | |
| I’m anti red and anti blue | |
| I could’ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo | |
| But then there’s you | |
| [Hook] | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, they think they’re pulling one over | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it’s over | |
| [Verse 4] | |
| Okay, there’s Pat, and Jack, and Roxanne | |
| With a new spin and a new plan on an old planet | |
| With no room for me to stand | |
| So I’ll drink this Kool Aid and I’ll catch this comet | |
| A common climate | |
| There’s no air up there, down here | |
| But I got long hair, don’t care, caveman | |
| Furthermore my ancestors never rode on dinosaurs | |
| I’ve been having this argument for 6,000 years | |
| And it only brought me here | |
| But I only state facts, they disregard math | |
| They say he’s on the way back | |
| And they legislate that | |
| So I talk shit and hold my dick like, “you don’t know nothing” | |
| Sell me another last day and see if I give you something | |
| Uh huh |
| Intro | |
| Verse 1 | |
| The place I' m standing in, planted with mannequins | |
| Painted in their calendars, it' s dinner with the Blandersons | |
| Talk about their business and the stale ideas they champion | |
| Christian Coalition save the sinners on the campuses | |
| They pulled their weapons out, they had a banner year | |
| I know no prison I just yell it in their ear | |
| I know no average men, I' m stone cold analyst | |
| Behind those pearly eyes evil I recognize what' s happening | |
| Hook | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, they think they' re pulling one over | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it' s over | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Now I ain' t no atheist aching or making blanketed statements | |
| I' ll just say it, they way they play it is dangerous | |
| Which last day is it? who do I save again? who am I pagan then? | |
| I' m lost, I' m gone | |
| The rest gonna pay the cost for you to bear that cross | |
| Ending of the clearcut path, follow but you end up lost | |
| Won' t come back, y' all know that, I suggest you throttle back | |
| But instead you' re on the gas, the match, the scratch | |
| You make the world go boom | |
| Gonna end it too soon, so I left the room | |
| The things they say, they things they do | |
| I' m anti red and anti blue | |
| I could' ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo | |
| But then there' s you | |
| Hook | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, they think they' re pulling one over | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it' s over | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Now you knew it | |
| It' s fruitless like a rhyme with oranges | |
| The results are manufactured like a war on christmas | |
| A distraction from the war between the muslims and christians | |
| And you get like, " eww, shit, well that' s none of my business" | |
| And I ain' t no judge or jury but you' re spending my taxes | |
| And the tactics in practice are indefensibly backwards | |
| The problem with dominance is the outcome is ominous | |
| Honest to god | |
| None of them are honest to god | |
| They insist that it' s this, or that' s it | |
| Take a buck but they won' t give an inch | |
| Who' s convinced? | |
| The things they say, they things they do | |
| I' m anti red and anti blue | |
| I could' ve shut my mouth after Bad Time Zoo | |
| But then there' s you | |
| Hook | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, they think they' re pulling one over | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, and they keep telling me that it' s over | |
| Verse 4 | |
| Okay, there' s Pat, and Jack, and Roxanne | |
| With a new spin and a new plan on an old planet | |
| With no room for me to stand | |
| So I' ll drink this Kool Aid and I' ll catch this comet | |
| A common climate | |
| There' s no air up there, down here | |
| But I got long hair, don' t care, caveman | |
| Furthermore my ancestors never rode on dinosaurs | |
| I' ve been having this argument for 6, 000 years | |
| And it only brought me here | |
| But I only state facts, they disregard math | |
| They say he' s on the way back | |
| And they legislate that | |
| So I talk shit and hold my dick like, " you don' t know nothing" | |
| Sell me another last day and see if I give you something | |
| Uh huh |