Knave

Jack's ajax, try to relax
His basket's fat in his tight cats
Jack's ajax, try to relax
His basket's fat in his tight cats
Jack's ajax, try to relax
His basket's fat in his tight cats
Jack's ajax, try to relax
His basket's fat in his tight cats

On your tod, you're so blue
A night so cod without your crew
Your oven throbs, for trade you crave
The dolly dish of a naff knave
Look you see - right there, HP
I think he looked right at me
And suddenly, homey homey
He's getting closer
He's getting closer
He's getting close (Closer, closer, closer)
I don't feel so well (Closer, closer, closer)
He's getting close (Closer, closer, closer)
Homey can you tell (Closer, closer, closer)
He talks so gross, but he looks so good
He feels so well, like you know you should

You probably don't want the truth
He doesn't wanna fuck you
He's got a girlfriend (Homey, homey)
You probably don't want the truth
He doesn't wanna fuck you
He's got a girlfriend

You say he doesn't play with spades
He only plays with hearts
But when he ogles me I see
His bijou basket of fruit tarts
He's a jack of all suits, but only parks
When chips are down, when it gets dark
Homey will get smart
His brand of naff tastes just like home
(Jack's ajax, try to relax, his basket's fat in his tight cats)
Oh must you waste yourself, homey polone

You probably don't want the truth
He doesn't wanna fuck you
He's got a girlfriend (Try to behave)
Alamo, he's my favorite
Flavor of fruit tart (I savor)
It's so cruel, he's just a fool, he's not a knave
Alamo, he's so blue
I feel it in my heart, it's true
I don't know what to do, he's got a girlfriend

You probably don't want the truth
He doesn't wanna fuck you
But he will...
He'll grab you, spike you, shake you, bite you
Pin you to the ground and try to take you
Fight you, spin you round
With all your might can't make a sound
He'll sow you, blow you throw you, break you
Pin you to the wall and shake you
Make you take the fall, and you'll go down down down down

Down down down down
Don't tell his girlfriend!
Down down down down
Down down down down
Jack's ajax, try to relax, his basket's fat in his tight cats
(Down down down down)
Jack's ajax, try to relax, his basket's fat in his tight cats
(Down down down down)
It's all the same, it's just like home
Oh don't you blame yourself, homey polone
(Down down down down)
(Down down down down)