Crack open the good towns
On a street corner blessed in rhymes
but you fell between the lines.
They all laugh, [bad word] a joke
Have a crazy baby let’s all hope
for no holes, [bad word] drums
I’ve got the sweets sugar but that’s all.

Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth

So tell us that we’re doing everything wrong
Negros turn a blueish-grey when they’re dead
That’s funny ‘cos ive just turned bright red
RED RED RED

Kill, kill, kill and everything starts to suck
Drownin all your sins boy gets us bad luck
Or the fact that your riffs are full of [bad word] I’ve got the sweets sugar but that’s it.

Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
woah woah
Can you ___________
Don’t stop till the [bad word] out
Till the joy pours out of your mouth

Tell me what it’s worth (Don’t, dont stop till the [bad word] out)
Tell me what it’s worth (Don’t, dont stop till the [bad word] out)
Tell me what it’s worth (Don’t, dont stop till the [bad word] out)
Tell me what it’s worth (Don’t, dont stop till the [bad word] out)
woah woah