Jack, be nimble, Jack, be quickJill's a little whore and her alibis are dirty tricks
Bah-Bah-black sheep, have you any soul?No sir, by the way, what the hell are morals?
Maybe you'll change Abandon all your wicked waysMake amends and start anew againMaybe you'll seeAll the wrongs you did to meAnd start all over, start all over again.Who am i kidding?Now, lets not get...
Fee-fi-fo-fum, you better run and hideI smell the blood of a petty little coward