Candy

I was there to witness
Candices inner princess
She wants the boys to notice
Her rainbows, and her ponnies
She was educated
But could not count to ten
How she got lots of different horses
By lots of different men
And I say 
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high
But in the hole theres water
You can get some, when they give it
Nothing sacred, but it's a living.
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks shes made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks shes made of candy
Ring a ring of roses
Whoever gets the closest
She comes and she goes
As the war of the roses
Mother was a victim
Father beat the system
By moving bricks to Brixton
And learning how to fix them
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high
But in the hole theres water
As you win
Shell be the hollywood love
And if it dont feel good
What are you doing this for
Now tell me
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks shes made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks shes made of candy.
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high
But in the hole theres water
As you win
Shell be the hollywood love
And if you dont feel good
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
What are you doing this for
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks shes made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks shes made of candy.
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high or a little too low
Got no self-esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks shes made of candy.
Hey ho here she goes,
Either a little too loud or a little too close
There's a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks shes made of candy.