We're not those kind of people
The ones that speak no evil
Loose cannon, righteous- weasel,
I'm never wrongAnd if you looked in our basket
We got hay that's just fantastic
Funny how well we've mastered
Living so longAnd even if we were eer eer
Bred for jubilation like a peacocking bird
I believe, we've been led to temptation
Washed down the river and hooked on the hillWe're not those kind of people
The ones that speak no evil
Dark magic, voodoo needle
All just for fun
And if you looked right past me
I've got thoughts that make you walk past me
Trip and fall and draw and leave until I'm doneAnd even if we were eer eer
Bred for jubilation like a peacocking bird
I believe, we've been led to temptation
Washed down the river and hooked on the hillLately, I've, let you down
Lately, I've, done worstWe're hot black cars burning diesel
Run on fumes that churn the seat for smoke
And like a foot smashed beetle dried by the sunIf I'm hungry to the kind and grateful
Honestly I'll end up faithful
First the soup and break the ladle
Starve out the young
And even if we were eer eer
Bred for jubilation like a peacocking bird
I believe, we've been led to temptation
Washed down the river and hooked on the hill
