Male Chauvinist Pig

Hey top-rated show hostess

Welcome to the show

What’s your hottest story? Lay it down

For all to know

 

What’s the news? Give me the blues

Trying to succeed

Ain’t nobody in that room

Gonna make you bleed

 

Do you think you’re big enough

To feed me with your spoon

Oh well, your sleazy TV guests

Rate so much with you

 

 (Does) anyone give a damn

Anyone feel the same

Anyone out of game

Now you can call me a male chauvinist pig yeah

 

If being stared at is the only thing

You can try to do

Please accept my sympathy

If it’s really true

 

You little missy pretty

Never mind the pain

Even if you’re smart enough

They don’t really care

 

(Does) anyone give a damn

Anyone feel the same

Anyone out of game

Now you can call me a male chauvinist pig yeah

 

Spoken

Let me out of this mindfucking media hoosegow

One for Me

I been walking all alone

Time to come in from the cold

Even if my time ain’t done

You can make me feel at home

 

I have walked a million roads

I have seen a thousand frauds

 

 

Hey babe you’re the only one for me 

You know only you can set me free

How could I think that loneliness was freedom no no

I was born again in you to be

 

 

Can you hear the children cry?

Over brand new lullaby 

Time has come to pay the price

‘Cause the sun is in your eyes

 

Even though I see the light

By myself it ain’t so bright

 

 

Hey babe you’re the only one for me 

You know only you can set me free

How could I think that loneliness was freedom no no

I was born again in you to be

School Boy’s Boogie

Just another schoolboy

Always running scared

I dreamed one day I’d find someone

To make me happy and glad

 

Oh no, back then I had to fight

Street kid’s so young and blind

God knows you couldn’t stop me

Or make me change my mind

 

I looked outside my window

Springtime was here to stay

Everyone seemed so happy, boy

I couldn’t stand the pain

 

I gotta get this off my chest

I had no love to share

Said I was going nowhere fast

It kinda feels the same

 

Now I’m sick and tired o’ ladies

And dirty woman blues

They watch me everywhere I go

Just like they have to pay back some dues huh :-)

 

Ooh no you pretty ladies

No need to hang around

Where in the world were you

When that poor boy was feeling down 

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