Luther whispered to Skruntchstein: "Time we begun He'll be sitting over there with his head undone If he whines or says 'Oh no' show him some fun We know him inside out, tuppence a ton Tuppence a ton"
Skruntchstein said to his right hand man: "Better load your gun But make it look like candy bar, in case he starts to run And stick around with the spider's web, when the doing's done We know him inside out, tuppence a ton Tuppence a ton"
Right hand man took his bullwhip out, screamed for the 19th son Who sidled in with his shirt all torn and his pants undone "Get over here and lie right down, I'll show you what's to be done We know you inside out, tuppence a ton Tuppence a ton"
19th son screamed with all his might as the cartwheel spun The right hand man made the treadmill grind 'til it started to hum "Let me out, I'll pay my dues, just name your sum" We know your kind inside out, tuppence a ton Tuppence a tonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
