Kinky Afro-Happy Mondays

Son, I'm 30 I only went with your mother 'cause she's dirty And I don't have a decent bone in me What you get is just what you see yeah I see it so I take it freely And all the bad piss ugly things i feed me I never help or give to the needy Come on and see me Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice I said dad you're shabby You run around and groove like a baggy You're only here just out of habit All that's mine you might as well have it You take ten feet back and then stab it Spray it on and 'tag it So sack on me I can't stand the needy Get around here if you're asking you're feeling Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice So sack all the needy I can't stand to leave it You come around here and you put both your feet in Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify somebody today And I don't dig what you gotta say So go on and say it Yippee-ippee-ey-ey-ay-yey-yey I had to crucify some brother today And I don't hear what you gotta say So come on and say it Come on and tell me twice