Candy Girl, you've hurt folks while claimin' to be helpin' others. I know your game That's how YOU treat your sisters and brothers. Whoever puts up a fight, You trample on their rights. (I put up my dukes to fight...) You threw the block so you don't hear me talk (Peacocks gonna squawk.) This ain't no takedown not in THIS bridge town it's the countdown, watch it echo through downtown! (Peacocks ARE GONNA WALK!!) (I put up my dukes to fight.) Play your silly childish games like a schoolyard bully. I'M NOT ONE TO TRY TO TAME! Please understand this fully I ain't going away I'm in this fight, here to stay. (PEACOCKS GOTTA SQUALK!) In a place that screams to RAISE YOUR VOICES when the people do then you remove their choices! Anyone who dares stand and fight, for what they believe to be fair and just- You trample on their rights. Hunny, put on the boxing gloves, FIGHT FOR YOUR CAUSE, everyone does!! (I know your game) Candy can't dance, but, hunny CAN! SHE! PRANCE! Hanging on the arm of a MILLIONAIRE she's got the glow and the flair! TAX THE "RICH!!" - "EAT THE BILLIONAIRES!" I think she's already there. Candy can't dance, but Hunny, SHE! CAN! WHINE!!! pour her, pour her ANOTHER glass of wine. Send her back marching through the streets screaming "Fuck!! the!! police!!" holding a sign "ALL COPS ARE BASTARDS" She IS the Queen of Disaster's. Hunny, SHE! CAN! WHINE!!! pour her, pour her ANOTHER glass of wine. Hunny, put on the boxing gloves I know your game I'm here to fight!
