Mr Obvious Wig
Fascinations calm
In this street where it’s irrelevant
Inner city
No way
You’ve got too much hatred
And no more sense
You hold him in such reverence
Inner cities
No way
He’s got one eye two heads
What he did
He’s a pig Mr Obvious Wig
One eye two heads
What he did
He’s a pig Mr, Mr Obvious Wig
The constitution rules
In the street with all the other goons
Inner cities
No way
He gets heavy handed
With your consent
While holding him irrelevant
Inner city
No way
He’s got one eye two heads
What he did
He’s a pig Mr Obvious Wig
One eye two heads
What he did
He’s a pig Mr, Mr Obvious Wig
