You tried to claim me girl And you tried to take me girl Fool that I'll never leave you Pleasing my self as I believe you Please believe me when I say Baby if I wanted you you you you I would have you And I know you want me too too too too But girl I'm bad for you Girl I'm bad for you Girl I'm bad for you I'mma need you to relax babe Relax baby I'mma need you to relax babe Relax baby Said you tried to take me girl And you tried to take me girl Always said you loved me There's no one above me This life we live is ugly Believe me when I say Baby if I wanted you you you you I would have you And I know you want me too too too too But girl I'm bad for you Girl I'm bad for you Girl I'm bad for you One last time for love Yeah you know we got it Can't give up on love I'm just being honest I'mma need you to relax babe Relax baby I'mma need you to relax babe Relax baby

All I want to be is a shovely bubbly gobbly gook A seagull stole him from his slow mama's hands Aboard the boat, the Sweet Louisa And dropped him in the meadowlands Where wild hyenas taught him how to hunt old elephants So he spent his formative years eating out badunkadunk Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) He traveled across the sea in the belly of a Japanese businessman On a pleasure ship to France And he don't know why she loves him And he don't know why the sun sets but Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Bang pow pow pow ah And her father hated him with the passion of a dying Chinaman He said, "Get him out of here or I'm going to bite off his face" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "Get the fuck out of my house" No daddy daddy, don't daddy daddy "This is my house, my house" Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman) Fee fi fo fum (I smell the blood of an Englishman)

(Help me) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (I've got nothing) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (I've got nothing) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (I've got nothing) (Help me) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (I've got nothing) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (I've got nothing) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (I've got nothing) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (Help me) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one (I've got nothing) Please help me I'm so lost Needles in my back and I Move onto the next one

I used to pace around a lot thinking deep to myself Why do people like to talk? It can't be good for their health Having strong opinions based on nothing at all Except they heard it from a mighty smart man who knows it all It used to drive me mental, always on the brain The first thing in the morn' and when I go to bed again I heard that people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones If they're talking about me, they're leaving someone else alone So, what do you want to know? And I'll tell you the gods honest truth Well, what did you hear last night? Would I ever lie to you? And I couldn't get over that, he didn't lick that off the grass But you never heard that from me That's the way it's always going to be A few years on and I've gone through a transition Calling people out on gossip is no longer a mission Instead, when they come at me with the bullshit There's no better man to give them their fill of it If that's what keeps them going, who am I to deny them? The cycle is recycled and there's no point in rising 'Cause rising leads to ruction, and ruction leads to fighting Fighting leads to jail time, sure that could be a lifetime So, what do you want to know? And I'll tell you the gods honest truth Well, what did you hear last night? Would I ever lie to you? And I couldn't get over that, he didn't lick that off the grass But you never heard that from me That's the way it's always going to be What about the babysitter, a 5th cousin of Hitler? In every single house and I've heard there's badness in her And then the painter John from Tyrone or Inishowen What's he doing painting anyway? He's involved with Al Capone A little birdie told me, I read it in the paper I've seen it on the internet, I heard it from a neighbour And everybody's talking, but I don't know them really well You're not the first one said that, so I would well believe it So, what do you want to know? And I'll tell you the gods honest truth Well, what did you hear last night? Would I ever lie to you? I couldn't get over that, he didn't lick that off the grass But you never heard that from me That's the way it's always going to be So, what do you want to know? And I'll tell you the gods honest truth Well, what did you hear last night? Would I ever lie to you? I couldn't get over that, he didn't lick that off the grass But you never heard that from me That's the way it's always going to be