I am realizing That everybody's lost their simple ways And now that it's here, I see it oh-so clearly I've come face to face with the enemy Oh, the enemy Oh, Mr. Back-Stabbin'-Son-of-a-Bitch You're livin' in a world that'll soon be dyin'

I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words And you can tell everybody this is your song It may be quite simple, but now that it's done How wonderful life is, now you're in the world It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside

La da da da da da It's as simple as something that nobody knows that Her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards And her feet are infested with tar balls and You go with the flow You don't stop If you would

Idolatrine for the debiles and the simpletons Idolatrine for the imbeciles Disciples of the watch awaits at my command Suffer little children to come unto me Suffer little children grant me sovereignty Suffer little, little, princes and princesses

It's like counting up to three (One, two, three) Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC) That's how easy love can be! One, two, three Or simple as A buh-buh buh buh-buh

I wanna fold clothes for you I wanna make you feel good Baby I wanna do the right thing Feels so much better than the wrong thing I said I wanna fold clothes for you It's the simple things, it's the simple things Niggas from the hood is the best actors

It's like counting up to three (One, two, three) Sing a simple melody (Do re mi, ABC) That's how easy love can be! One, two, three Or simple as A buh-buh buh buh-buh

This is so damn simple, yeah Sound and pulse and volume Hands just reaching out for hands It's so damn simple You know they feel like you do This is almost overload I said almost overload Friends and foes and princes Are all just human in the end

It's as simple as something that nobody knows that Her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards And her feet are infested with tar balls and La da da da da da You go with the flow You don't stop If you would

Uh ah, uh ho Yeah, she's gotta have soul Or it won't feel right Well, just plain, clean and simple Wrapped up nice n' tight And homegrown and down-home, that makes one Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe for me, woh It's gettin' hard to find