One, two, three,
Fortune has me in hand Armies wait at my My lies in a foreign land Buried deep beneath the
The angels guide my tread My are sick or dead But all the I've led brought you to my bed
You see, loves me, baby What's the with you? Won'tcha me what did I do To you?
Now the race I've bred for thee To live in my And the highest human Awaits the born boy baby
And my face on every coin The anarchists are all My own flag is waved By the people I have saved
You see, everybody loves me, What's the matter you? tell me what 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 me I'm heaven's child I'm the second son of mild And I'm removed from Oscar Wilde But he didn't mind, why, he smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts I walk through And the clouds dissolve and the sky turns I'm held in very value By everyone I but you
I've used my talents as I could I've done some bad, I've done good I did a lot better than they thought I would so C'mon and treat me you should
Because everybody loves me, the matter with you? Tell me did I do To offend
Everybody loves me, the matter with you? Tell me did I do To offend
Yeah, everybody me, baby What's the with you? Tell me did I do To you?