WolfAlice

 Wolf Alice, Wolf Alice

What's it all about?

Got a bullet in your shirt

It's gonna make you shout

Crying out loud with the

Pain of the world

Well you cry like a wolf

But you're just a little girl

Shoot me from your wigwam

Shoot at me through the trees

There's plenty of lice on Alice's knees

Got a gun, got a sun

And whole row of fleas

All jumping around

your sandcastles by the seas

Wolf Alice I love ya

You're gonna make me bleed

All the way to Alabama with

Your mouth full of greed

return your red coat to the fire

Wolf Alice you were trapped

By one man's desire

I should have held your hand 

as you walked through the wood

But I was just a wolf not a Robin Hood

I should have delivered you safe 

to your grandma's house

But instead I ate her up

Now I feel such a louse

My mother always told me

Not to carry a loaded gun

But now when I look at her

I think that I'm not her son

I'm a failure as a man

And I never made it as a wolf

I hope you understand

Or is it that you needed proof?

I should eat my ham

And shoot my bears

But I'm in a wigwam

Full of my own cares

Well they're looking to me

To fill in the black gap

But I'm lost in the wood

And I don't have a map

I should've been born a wolf

But I was only born a man

Now there's a big gulf

Between what I want and 

what I am

Burn me with your fire

Hurt me with your stakes

It was all my own desire

That made my mistakes

I've got ruby red shoes

I stole from a witch

And poisonous potion

That's making me itch

I start to grow hairs

On the end of my nose

And I keep climbing the stairs

And taking off my clothes

Shoot me once inside the temple

I've come here to prey

Because I don't like the hemp oil

Now I've fallen in love 

With a fallen Angel

She flies like a dove

Just as the bells toll

 

Quack a day duck

 Well someone said hey

And I said duck

What! Watch out!

It's a submersible, fuck!

So Quack away

Come on Quack away

The flippers kick fast

But it's smooth on top

So come on Quack, Quack

Around New Zealand

The times may come that it's hard to say

Come on Quack away, oh Quack away

It's all just water off a duck's back

So let's Quack, Quack

Around New Zealand

A tufty tail

And a beak that Quacks

Quack away, come on Quack away

You could be a Quaker or you could be a Crack

Come on Quack, Quack 

around New Zealand

Well it's jus de l'orange

Or it's crispy or chop sui

Quack away, come on Quack away

You might talk strange

But I think it's phooey

Quack, Quack around New Zealand

I think I need a doctor

For I've hurt my back

Come on Quack away, yes Quack away

But they give me a witch doctor 

who talks like a Quack

So Quack, Quack around New Zealand 

Flowers

 Well I brought you flowers in the morning

And I brought you flowers in the day

Well I brought you flowers

because of their special powers

I thought that they might make you stay

Well I brought you flowers in the evening

And I brought you flowers in the day

Well I brought you flowers

In the night time hours

Because I thought that they might make you stay

My heart is like a clock winding down

It keeps chiming for your love in town

Well time keeps slipping away 

like the sand in the bay

And I keeping trying 

to take your hand to make you stay

But the tide washes the shore

And I can't see our footprints anymore

And I hope with these flowers 

you'll understand that these hours

Are like the love that I pour on you every day

Well the flowers stand wilting in the vase

And the sand washes away in the bay

But in the evening hours

In the evening hours

I keep bringing you flowers

Trying to say that I wanted you to stay

And this day, now it is done

And the sun in its way has shone, 

But tomorrow is another day

And my heart is full to the brim

It's being sung out in every hymn

And just like the sun 

It is going, going now it's gone

While your flowers keep

Growing in your vase

Dead men's shoes blues

 I'm walking around in a dead man's shoes

But he had a big foot print

So I know I can't lose

I'm still walking around

In a dead man's shoes

I wouldn't say it harms me

I wouldn't say I've got

The same size feet as him

But I can still fill his plot

He's got big boots to fill

And currently I've not

Still I ain't got the blues

Just walking around in

A dead man's shoes

Don't kill me with kindness

But you can kill me with love

Hate is an engine 

And its mind is hot

I've seen a freight train

Rolling into the lot

But these dead man's shoes

Keep me living my plot

Your kind of love 2

 Your kind of love

Always comes with proviso

You can't give enough

Then you leave me in limbo

Going to to the supermarket

Looking for the best price Oh

Your kind of love 

always comes with proviso

I might walk the line

Then miss it by a mile oh

Your kind of love

Always comes with proviso

I see the dove fall apart

Tumble into the Nile oh

The dogs cease their bark

And the Cheshire cat smile oh

Frogs spit their dart

Of poisonous bile oh

Your kind of love

Always comes with proviso

Robin versus Blue Tit Rap battle

 Robin:

Hey what you think about me

Think I must be just a loser

Hanging round in a tree

Well, I'm the boss in the moss

I'm the stig on the twig

You see a red bolt

You better run, see

I'll be Robbin', I'll be bobbin'

I'll be mother freakin' hobbin'

In the cobbin, I'll be knobbin'

Knocking on your door like a dobbin

Blue Tit:

Yeah, yeah Robin you be fly

You be cruisin in my big blue sky

But watch out

You don't get a stick in your eye

Cos I'm pullin out out my bazooka

Gonna shoot ya in the pig sty

Gonna cream ya, double dream ya

Gonna make me some red robin pie

You ain't getting out of the net I set

I'm gonna trap ya in the lap of the God's Say Ey!

Robin:

Yeah Blue Tit tittin' you be spittin'

Some dope rhymes, I see you try

But don't be pittin' yourself against the best

You know I'm blest, I'm the freakin' one and only

Robin red breast

Now what you wanna talk shit for

Acting like you're True Grit your

Out on a limb Blue Tit, 

Just a Nip on a rose hip

You're a cold lip, But I'm some red hot shit

I'm gonna bee bop, beat drop

and sink you and your Blue Peter ship

Sure You think you're all that

Parading with your buddies

Round the one mile flat

But you be Mulberry bushing

You best be shushing in the hat

Drop your keys on the mat

You be leaving my territory

Like a little pussy cat

Blue Tit:

Now Robin you be Robbin

You be stealin' those things that don't belong

To ya bro,

You think you're my friend no!

Or that you can overthrow my reign

No, now go, 

I'm the only king of the tree

It's my Blue zone territory

I wear the blue crown, 

cos I'm real regal see

You're the false one

Like false teeth

You be chatting and prattling

Yap, yap yapping

Well little doggy

go bark up somebody else's tree

I'm the sayer, I'm the player

I play tic tac toe

On your little Robin show

I'm the slayer, mine's the wolf's lair

if it's tit for tat, then take that Red Crow

Hey yeah

Robin:

Yo, yo, now you're in my way it ain't good

And only I do the Robbin in my neighbourhood

I'm the thief, I'm gonna rob, gonna lob and corn cob ya

Stick you on a spike, gonna kibbab you on the MIC

You be fryin' ,

you be cryin' in the fire of my rage

You talk like Blue thunder, 

but I think you're a canary in a cage, 

you be so yellow, 

I could drop you on the brick road 

when you say hello

I'm gonna sellotape your beak shut, 

You dumb beech nut see?! 

speak when you're spoken to only

This my freakin tree 

Inside of my soul

D  I wish I could be young

(E open )But I feel so G old

D I don't know what's going on 

E Inside of my G soul G7

D I've got pictures of you

E Hanging in my G hall

D It's like it's all painted blue

E Inside of my G soul

 C And I need you in G my life

C And I want you as G my wife

C7And I feel you like G7 a knife

D Cutting deep E inside of my G7 soul

D I've got a heart made of flesh

E And a body of G bone

D And it's all such a mess

E When I am living G alone

D I call you the best

E That I've ever G known

D The only one to live deep

E Inside of my G soul G7

And I need you in my life

And I want you as my wife

And I feel you like a knife

Cutting deep inside of my soul

The outside is dark

And the moon it is whole

I think of the park

So I go for a stroll

And I guess that a lark

In the morning will roll

out it's beautiful tune

Inside of my soul

C And I need you in D my life

C And I want you as D my wife

D7 And I feel you like a knife

C Cutting deep inside of  G my soul