Candy

I was there to witnessCandice’s inner princessShe wants the boys to noticeHer rainbows, and her poniesShe was educatedBut could not count to tenHow she got lots of different horsesBy lots of different menAnd I sayLiberate your sons and daughtersThe bush is highBut in the hole there’s waterYou can get some, when they give itNothing's sacred, but it's a living

Hey ho here she goesEither a little too high or a little too lowGot no self-esteem and vertigoCause she thinks she’s made of candyHey ho here she goesEither a little too loud or a little too closeThere's a hurricane in the back of her throatAnd she thinks she’s made of candy

Ring a ring of rosesWhoever gets the closestShe comes and she goesAs the war of the rosesMother was a victimFather beat the systemBy moving bricks to BrixtonAnd learning how to fix them

Liberate your sons and daughtersThe bush is highBut in the hole there’s waterAs you winShe’ll be the hollywood loveAnd if it don’t feel goodWhat are you doing this for

Liberate your sons and daughtersThe bush is highBut in the hole there’s waterAs you winShe’ll be the hollywood loveAnd if you don’t feel goodWhat are you doing this forWhat are you doing this forWhat are you doing this for