If I ever stand in your way
If you happen to upset the score
If we ever meet, come what may
Things you do, won’t be done no more

It is a promise
It is a promise

My sweet temper tantrum
It’s no conundrum
It will sort it out, yea

When you lie, steal, cheat and deceive
While some cry, beg and crawl beneath
Anger will be power, as you’ll soon see
You disappoint me, and I think we’ll meet

It is a promise
It is a promise

My sweet temper tantrum
It’s no conundrum
It will sort it out, yea

Temper tantrum

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