I was a bouncing baby I fell down I looked around I didn?t stay too long
And it?s true It?s true It?s true All the things that they tell you
Oh it?s all there For you to see And so why is it All so easy for me
Cos it?s true It?s true Oh it?s true They create things When they?ve got nothing they can believe in Believe in
I was a poison child I was fighting for my life Clinging to something Fighting for anything
It?s true All the things that they tell you Oh it?s true All the things that they said that they said That they tell you All the things that they tell you
I was a bouncing baby Now I?m a bouncing bomb So won?t you come and diffuse me Before I kill someone
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