Текст песни Kinky Afro

You go spooky in a band

Son, I’m 30
I only went with your mother ’cause she’s dirty
And I don’t have a decent bone in me
What you get is just what you see, yeah

I should so, I take it free, yeah
And all the bad preserves be things that feed me
I never help or give to the needy
Come on and see me

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey
I had to crucify some brother today
And I don’t dig what you gotta say
So, come on and say it
Come on and tell me twice

I said, “Dad, you’re a shabby
You run around and groove like a baggy
You’re only here just out of habit
All that’s mine you might as well have it

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Spray it on and tag it
So, sack on me, I can’t stand the needy
Get around here if you’re asking you’re feeling”

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey
I had to crucify somebody today
And I don’t dig what you gotta say
So, come on and say it
And come on and tell me twice

So, sack all the needy
I can’t stand to leave it
You come around here and you put both your feet in

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey
I had to crucify somebody today
And I don’t hear what you gotta say
So, go on and say it

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey
I had to crucify some brother today
And I don’t hear what you gotta say
So, come on and say it
And come on and tell me twice