The Work of God
Never and ever, wrecked his day
Looks and flirts and noontime in your shortest skirt
Past the point of trying, I'm a dying breed
Thank you for reminding me of all the things I've done completely wrong
Stop these looks and letters
This isn't for the better,
you've put me down
It's for the worse
You're not my girl
(can't recall, I can't recall all the times)
I can't recall all the times
that she talked down to you
Letter's come again
Stop the circulation
to my legs and break my bones
Dateless and lat
Los Rancheros
A new Royal Family
A wild nobility
We are the family
(Fronti-er...)
I feel beneath the White
There is a red skin suffering
From centuries of taming
"No method in our madness
Just pride about our manner!
Antpeople are the warriors!
Antmusic is the banner!"
A new Royal Family
A wild nobility
We are the family
"No method in our madness
Just pride about our manner!
Antpeople are the warriors!
Antmusic is the banner!"
And even when you're healthy
And your colour schemes delight
Down below those dandy clothes
You're just a shade too white
Shade too white!
Shade too white!
I feel beneath the white
There is a red skin suffering
From centuries of taming...ý