Aahaahaha
Well once I was peruaded to
open up my head
I told them how it was and
went and got it wrong instead
I said would you believe me
if you only knew
I'd been stealing everything
this conversations through
And the boy cried
hang him at three
I saw him on the front page
laughing at me
He worked in a fairground
in a tall hat
He's a liar he's a liar
and a good one at that
Say what you want to
say what you will
Write your number
on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick
like a mule
I could be your beggar
but i'd rather be just as cruel
So I told them all I could about
what could they expect
But I lost my sense of smell and
I gained myself respect
They told me I was curious
I told them they were slow
They asked me were
I get this stuff
I told them I don't know
And the boy cried whoopy de dee
There's a woman with a mustache
who won't let me be
Though she was born on a monday
She's a hundred and four
She's a liar she's a liar
and a little bit more
Say what you want to
say what you will
Write your number
on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick
like a mule
I could be your beggar
but i'd rather be just as cruel
And the boy cried
hang him at three
I saw him on the front page
laughing at me
He worked in a fairground
in a tall hat
He's a liar he's a liar
and a good one at that
Say what you want to
say what you will
Write your number
on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey kick
like a mule
I could be your beggar
but i'd rather be just as cruel