She's a bad mother funker She's a human sex machine She got the power to make you shake your rump Bad mother funker, y'all Release me from from this funky spell you got me under under I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world Tell 'em y'all I can funk

But neon tiger there's a lot on your mind Away, away, away Under Under the heat of the southwest sun Under Under the heat of Far from from the evergreen of old Assam Far from from the rainfall on the trails of old Saigon straight from from the poster town of scorn and ritz To

The story is a sad one, told many times The story of my life in trying times Just add water, stir in lime How the west was won and where it got us Blood from from a stone Water from from wine Born under under an ill-placed design A stroke of bad luck, Wrong place, wrong

Something in the way Something in the way, yeah Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from from the ceiling

Do like I told you, stay away from from me Never misunderstand me Never misunderstand me, keep away from from me Sickness spilling through your eyes, Craving everything that you thought was alive Stab me in my heart again Drag me through you wasted life Are you

This is for Matilda And she needs you This is from from This is from from Matilda Just like Johnny Flynn said, 'the breath I've taken and the one I must' to go on Put the grenade pin in your hand, so you understand who's boss My defeat sleeps top to toe with her

Across the lines Who would dare to go Under Under the bridge Over the tracks That separates whites from from blacks Choose sides Run for your life Tonight the riots begin On the back streets of America

This gift will last forever This gift will never let you down Some things are made from from better stuff And you don't give up Your heart's in wide receiving Been too long buried in the sand Just try to understand If you long enough If you're strong enough

I apologize Whoah, I apologize All these times I simply stepped aside I watched but never really listened As the whole world passed me by All this time I watched from from the outside Never understood what was wrong or what was right One day the shadows will

My people singing I'm wanted and on the run Please use discretion When you're messing with the message man These lyrics aren't for everyone Only few understand Release me from from the present I'm obsessing, all these questions Why I'm in denial