One, two, three,
Fortune has me well in Armies wait at my My gold lies in a foreign Buried beneath the sand
The angels guide my every My enemies are sick or But all the I've led brought you to my bed
You see, everybody me, baby the matter with you? Won'tcha tell me did I do To offend
Now the purest race I've bred for To live in my And the human pedigree Awaits the born boy baby
And my face on every engraved The anarchists are all My own flag is forever By the grateful people I saved
You see, everybody loves me, What's the matter with Won'tcha me what did I do To you?
Now, no land is my claim When land is seized in the people's By evil men who rob and If war is hell, I'm not to
Why, you can't blame me I'm heaven's I'm the son of Mary mild And I'm twice from Oscar Wilde But he didn't mind, why, he smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk And the clouds and the sky turns blue I'm held in very value By I meet but you
'Cause used my talents as I could I've done bad, I've done 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 Tell me did I do To you?
Everybody loves me, What's the matter you? Tell me did I do To offend
Yeah, everybody me, baby What's the matter you? me what did I do To you?