Four Direction,
roll the dice, eat the cake,
don't cut the slice
I've been naughty, I've been nice,
been bold, been brash, been leaner
And I'll guard your innocence,
as English as a Newton pens
You're just so free from hindrance
I wish my slate was cleaner
In a classic case of dumb ing down
His mind is shot, his legs are sound
Went for the pink and hit the brown
The tears of clowns are greener
Oh, God, you're innocent
As English as a mute at best
You're just so free from hindrance
I wish my slate was cleaner
Scrub to the point of being raw
I burned that little matador
Now I won't see your face no more,
you little mad -eyed screamer
Oh God, you're innocent,
as English as a mutipet
You're just so free from hindrance,
I wish my slate was cleaner
And oh God, you're innocent,
as English as a mutipet
You're just so free from hindrance,
I wish my slate was cleaner
I wish my slate was cleaner
I wish my slate was cleaner
Wish my slate was cleaner