What’s green and red and white and falls down at your feet?
Another perfect lie told by a bum on the street.
All this coming from a man who never worked a day in his life. One hand to greet you there the other hand holds a knife.
And you know he’s bad. And you know he’s bad.
Wild nuns with guns. What fun they have today.
Tomorrows just a dream a forgotten holiday.
Every one is chiming in, but don’t believe the hype.
Searching for a last repent. A lost or stolen life.
Then you know it’s bad. Then you know it’s bad.