One, two, three,
has me well in hand Armies wait at my My gold lies in a land Buried beneath the sand
The angels my every tread My enemies are or dead But all the I've led brought you to my bed
You see, loves me, baby the matter with you? Won'tcha me what did I do To you?
Now the purest I've bred for thee To live in my And the highest human the first born boy baby
And my face on coin engraved The anarchists are all My own flag is forever By the grateful I have saved
You see, loves me, baby the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me did I do To offend
Now, no land is beyond my When is seized in the people's name By men who rob and maim If war is hell, I'm not to
Why, you can't blame me I'm heaven's I'm the second son of Mary And I'm twice removed Oscar Wilde But he mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean when I walk through And the clouds dissolve and the sky turns I'm held in very great By everyone I but you
'Cause used my talents as I could I've done some bad, I've some good I did a whole lot better than they I would so C'mon and treat me like you
everybody loves me, baby What's the matter with me what did I do To offend
loves me, baby What's the matter with me what did I do To offend
Yeah, everybody loves me, the matter with you? Tell me did I do To offend