Who's the Boss?
Joys in sequence so infrequent
I'm wearing sequin stockings
Fill your cup with the blood
Strut forth with the stuff
Make it up as you go
Shopping til you drop to and fro
Bah says black sheep
I'll sell you my wool off me just
Leave what's grown over my eyes
The soul is Black
The heart is Red
When your scalp is White
Unfair days won't soon get better
Shearing the shorn with hands held together
In a corporate cradle that affords to do better
Put the joys in a sequence
I'm wearing sequin stockings
Fill your cup with the blood
Strut forth with the stuff
Make it up as you go
Shopping til you drop to and fro
Bah says black sheep
I'll sell you my wool off me just
Leave what's grown over my eyes
The soul is Black
The heart is Red
When your scalp is White
Unfair days won't soon get better
Shearing the shorn with hands held together
In a corporate cradle that affords to do better
Put the joys in a sequence
Credits
Writer(s): Tavo Carbone
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