Kinky Afro Lyrics - Singles - Happy Mondays

You go spooky in a band 

Son, Im 30 

I only went with your mother cause shes dirty 

And I dont have a decent bone in me 

What you get is just what you see, yeah 

I should so, I take it free, yeah 

And all the bad preserves be things that feed me 

I never help or give to the needy 

Come on and see me 

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey 

I had to crucify some brother today 

And I dont dig what you gotta say 

So, come on and say it 

Come on and tell me twice 

I said, Dad, youre a shabby 

You run around and groove like a baggy 

Youre only here just out of habit 

All thats mine you might as well have it 

You take 10p back and then stab it 

Spray it on and tag it 

So, sack on me, I cant stand the needy 

Get around here if youre asking youre feeling 

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey 

I had to crucify somebody today 

And I dont dig what you gotta say 

So, come on and say it 

And come on and tell me twice 

So, sack all the needy 

I cant stand to leave it 

You come around here and you put both your feet in 

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey 

I had to crucify somebody today 

And I dont hear what you gotta say 

So, go on and say it 

Yippee, ippee, ey, ey, ay, yey, yey 

I had to crucify some brother today 

And I dont hear what you gotta say 

So, come on and say it 

And come on and tell me twice