The May

We were 'specting signs
We had butterflies stand out in our bad minds
People want you for what you believe in
And wot guides your life's kinds

And the penalty is death for you
If I were your cattle I'd run when I saw you yeah

YEAH

And will you be glad
Yeah will you gimme a shot of your sad glad
Clip and tag my ears and give me a shot
Clip and tag my ears bad

And will you be glad
Yeah will you gimme a shot of your sad glad
Clip and tag my ears and give me a shot
Clip and tag my ears bad

Come up and set my house on fire
And always land on your stupid feet you liar
LIAR

Clip and tag my ears and give me a shot clip and tag my ears bad
Then will you be glad Yeah will you gimme a shot of your glad sad

And the penalty is death for you
If I were your cattle i'd run when I saw you yeah
YEAH