So innocent and pure How could you get satisfaction From the body of a child It's true what people say God protect the ones who help themselves In their own way Fee fi fo she smells his body She smells his body

A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell, you who raped our Motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers whom you robbed of their birthright "To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight Have

If you wanna then we're gonna, girl And let your long hair get to falling down And let your red lips leave their mark all over mine I hope you're gonna wanna tonight I hope you're gonna wanna all night If you want to go way out where there ain't nobody

Round and round, round we go Aw yeah, I get around Still clown with the Underground, when we come around Stronger than ever Back to get wreck All respect to those who break their neck to keep their hoes in check 'Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly And

For so long, it’s all i’ve known I’m crossing over the undertow For so long no one was listening Strip me down, tear me apart, you’ll find one thing left Determined to make their deaf ears ring Burn it down, brick by brick, made in 2006 Lost and found,

Glassy eyed light of day And heads down a mountain Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads I don't really care I feel this often, go Hey it's me I just got off the train A frightening place Their faces are concrete grey

Who says you can't go home? It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright There's only one place they call me one of their own Just a hometown boy born a rolling stone I been all around the world, and as a matter of fact There's

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere And build them a home, a little place of their own. The Fletcher Memorial Home for Incurable Tyrants and Kings. And they can appear to themselves every day On closed circuit T.V. To make sure they're still

Yes, I love the way they're makin' moves And I love the way they make their move All the boys hangin' out down in the parking lot The night riders giving all they've got While the girls look so good at looking bad Out strutting dressed in the latest fad

Now come home Nice dream, if you think that you're strong enough Nice dream, if you think you belong enough They love me like I was their brother They protect me Listen to me They dug me my very own garden Gave me sunshine