3 Lb. Thrill Bad Seed
She took to the sky
She was the thing that wouldn’t die
She never returned
They lit a fire, but she wouldn’t burn
And she could hear them clamor
And pump their fists up at her
And she could hear them holler
Who do you think you are you’re just a
She saw them rage
Rage in their own miserable cage
And she could hear them clamor
And pump their fists up at her
And she could hear them holler
Who do you think you are you’re just a
bad seed
She took to the sky
She was the thing that would not die
She never come down into their hole
Hole in the ground
And she could hear them clamor
And pump their fists up at her
And she could hear them holler
Who do you think you are you’re just a
bad seed