Jazzy Jeff Owes Me Fourty Quid

i heard once before,
that you meant that much more,
hurt yourself for one more,
i dont want you,
i dont need you,
i dont want you,

your not the sun of god,
you taint the sky,
you taint the sky,
you taint the sky,

girl your gona get it,
yeah your gona gona get it,
girl your gona get it,
yeah your gona gona get it,
on and on and on and on and on..

i cant be you,
im still dying,

with this gun in your mouth,
this time your sucking off bullets,
with this gun in your mouth,
this time your sucking off bullets,

baby your so pretty,
with those high heels,
and that can of hairspray,
your ready to get down,
so baby wont you take it away,
t-t-t-take it away