I’m a poet and don’t know it.
Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bi-atches
I’ll recruit my army from the orphanages
I been to St. Herman’s church and I’ve said my religious vows
I’ve sucked the milk out of a thousand cows
Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bi-atches
I’ll recruit my army from the orphanages
I been to St. Herman’s church and I’ve said my religious vows
I’ve sucked the milk out of a thousand cows