But it ain't no problem now
Do you care about the cost?
Where's the middle again?
Well, I won't let them talk
On the north end of redded woe
Well, I won't be ready to go
You had wagered up your torch
And then you lost your paraffin
Off the dead stump of the trees
Oh, your head it split the crease
And the ghosts you may never know
That's a boundary pass on it
What you shoulda been died, woo
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more than that
Well, I'm more than that, well, I'm more
What's that supposed to be, it is over me
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
I won't belabor points but I will hit you on the head
I won't belabor points but I will hit it on the head
I won't belabor points but I will hit you on the head
I won't belabor points but I will hit it on the head