You been bad, don't do what I say You don't listen, you never obey I try to teach you, but you just won't be good You won't behave the way a big girl
short and sweet, my baby's all mine head to feet, she's barely 4'9" she don't come up to here and she stays down there she don't come up to here if you
Workin' on a sex farm Tryin' to raise some hard love Gettin' out my pitch fork Pokin' your hay Scratchin' in your hen house Sniffin' at your feedbag
We are the children who grew too fast We are the dust of a future past We raise our voices in the night crying to heaven And will our voices be heard
In ancient times hundreds of years before the dawn of history Lived this strange rights of pain the [Incomprehensible] No one knows who they were what
Late afternoon in the open air A human sea made out of mud and hair Ain't nothing like a festival crowd There's too many people so we play too loud Touch
When there was darkness and the void was king And ruled the elements When there was silence and the hush was almost Deafening Out of the emptiness (Salvation
Little girl, it's a great big world But there's only one of me You can't touch 'cause I cost too much but Tonight, I'm gonna rock you Tonight, I'm gonna
Bolder than the pirates who used to rule the sea Braver than the natives who never heard of tea They never knew what hit them, said the Spaniards later
The devil went to Devon Felt like the fourth degree He said, is it hot in here Or is it only me? Satan sat in Surrey Sweating like a pig He said, is
Give me a little breath Quarantine B.C.G. might never might rain What is is now, Hoffman style What a great film What a great weather style Calling
Springtime is on my mind Flower bloomin', all the time Smell the roses, smell the grass Old man winter can kiss my ass Don't you think that it's a pity
There's a pulse in the new-born sun A beat in the heat of noon There's a song as the day grows long And a tempo in the tides of the moon It's all around
(Spoken) In a hospital bed on the outskirts of town Lay an old gray man in a soiled white gown. His hair was all wispy, his eyes were a blank. His breath
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin That's what I said The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand Or so I have read My baby fits me
When there was darkness and the void was king And ruled the elements When there was silence and the hush was almost deafening Out of the emptiness Salvation
Here she comes, that Rainy Day Sun, Peeking in and out the falling raindrops; Smiling down on everyone. In her golden, gossamer gown, And a necklace of
Big Bottom (Spinal Tap cover) (Originally performed by: Spinal Tap) The bigger the cushion The sweeter the pushin' That's what I said The looser the
