Текст песни SKYCLAD - The Wickedest Man In The World
SKYCLAD - The Wickedest Man In The World слова песни
Текст песни SKYCLAD - The Wickedest Man In The World
I stand here before youThe way life has made meIll mannered, foul mouthedBad tempered and lazyI stare at your worldDown the neck of a bottleEvery day is a death ride( )When I hold the throttle.To the drowning I am waterFor your calm I am the stormI'm the fiend who's with your daughterIn bed well before the dawn.Was I the cat that got the bird?They'll put the blame on meEverything was grand in wonderlandTill Charles Manson came to tea.Each moment's a gameAnd I must play it to winAnd if you cannot bear itThen you'll just have to grinAll the world is a stageSo I aim to upstage you("By the pricking of my thumbs")Kill me off - but like BanquoI'll come back to plague you("Something wicked this way comes")All martyrs seek their cross and nailsThe rebels grail his causeSo I'll just sign away my soulAnd forget the buy-out clause.The few who see me through my disguiseAbhore, deplore, hate and despise meI care not what you perceiveFall unto your kneesJack the Ripper went to Sunday schoolWith his best friends Mack the KnifeAnd the blue eyed boyWho lives next doorHe's a junkie Jesus Christ.Do you think I'll be sad'cus you don't like meWell I consider it highly unlikelySpill the milk but I won't cryMy eyes are watertightLike my alibi.Yes I'll love you then leave you