Wicked Things

Lyrics

Your Mother's got bags of good advice The don't's exceed the do's, but she's not you All it takes is a little nerve as I close in for the kill You just stand still What could make a girl believe the wicked things he'd say? What could make a girl believe the wicked things he'd say? Like by the grace of God he'll be the bugle boy on judgment day All the jokers running wild Their politics are street, but still elite The revolution's underway The dream is coming true, but not for you All it takes is a little nerve as they close in for the kill You just stand still What could make a girl believe the wicked things he'd say? What could make a girl believe the wicked things he'd say? Like by the grace of God he'll be the bugle boy on judgment day Why must Honest Joe reap the wicked seed they sow? Maybe Honest Joe hides from things he hates to know If Joe goes on this way, an honest wind will surely come and blow