Punk-ass rapper I am, misanthrope
No pants, tied to a
Ten thousand horses, Sable Island in the summer
Oh my
Look at this mess, he thought he was cheatin' God
Devil's eyes
I can see them when they scream
At night
Living
Ma foi, my force, ma voix, my vows
Gypsy Madonna,
Hey boys, I've come a long way
Hey boys, I've
Baby, there's something wrong with you maybe
You take advice
This one's for rebels, bad-asses and mavericks
Calling all outlaws,
Going down the road feeling bad, bye-and-bye
Deep fried blues,
Fightin' with the neighbours and screwin' the wife
Hip hop
I can remember being seven years old
And having goldfish
Hey boys, I've come a long way
Hey boys, I've
