Then I’m radio
Then I’m television
I’m afraid of everyone!
I’m afraid of everyone!
Lay the young blue bodies
With the red violets
I’m afraid of everyone!
I’m afraid of everyone!
(With my kid) With my kid on my shoulders
With my kid on my shoulders I try
Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don’t have the drugs to sort
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out!
Uh, uh, uh
I defend my family with my arm umbrella
I’m afraid of everyone!
I’m afraid of everyone!
With my shining new star
Spangled tennis shoes on
I’m afraid of everyone!
I’m afraid of everyone!
(With my kid) With my kid on my shoulders
With my kid on my shoulders I try
Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don’t have the drugs to sort
I don’t have the drugs to sort it out
Sort it out!
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
Your voice has stolen my soul, soul, soul
My voice has stolen your soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
My soul