Baby Animals Baby Animals Baby Animals I Like Piglets I Like Puppies I Like Kittens I Like Tadpoles I Like Bunnies I Like Polliwogs I Like Bear Cubs
(1, 2, 3, 4) Don't tell me what to do, what to wear, what to say Don't wanna follow rules, gonna do it my way I've got a brain, I can think for myself
(Rapping) What's that? A hat crazy funky junky hat Overslept, Hair's unslighty, Tryin' to look like Keira Knightley, We been there, we done that we see
your eyes swole up i'm on my straight grizzly so why would i buy you a gay ass teddy bear bitch you're already bi-polar! [Chorus 2 - Eminem] Now I don't really care
drop Through wild ass winter we was chillin on the yacht In the villa on your birthday blew a digit on your watch Then we right back home cold chillin on
of tender heart, Forgiving others, take your part, O sing ye! Alleluia! Ye who long pain and sorrow bear, Praise God and on Him cast your care!
you sayin' I put it down when the others was playin' When the jungle was open, I rolled in with the riders Stole food from the bears and bought it back
had My problems make me so sad My problems must be really bad Cause everybody's telling me I gotta go fix my problems Don't know what's happening on
you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
in my life I wasn't alone With blood on my hands, How could I have known? Used to be the great white hope Once I walked on water Now I barely stay afloat
second The beat comes gelatin You gotta aim, fire and the spider be model veteran Buried in merit badges I'm stuck in the center and could care less
s a vegetarian . . . Okay now, Phyllis is here . . . Phyllis . . . Phyllis: Who's Phyllis? FZ: No, no, no, Phyllis is the girl that's the, my assistant editor on the, on
brother Some people they say that they care Some people they steal from the Heavens above It's going to be a cross to bear On Judgement Day You walk through the fire
me with brutality, Talk to me, so you can see, Oh, what's going on, What's going on, Yeah, what's going on, Ah, what's going on, Father, father, everybody
is hard to come by The kids she could never bear to lose So she makes conversations out of silences And half-truths But at night by the fire with her
As you lie there on your bed Beneath the face of Louise Brooks With your makeup and your teddy bear And your C.S. Lewis books Bad seed You're a bad seed
to get on with the show (Got to get on, got to get on) (Oooh) (Ohhh, got to get on, got to get on, got to get on) Hang on John, I've got to get on
bear arms is now Well its easy to feel happy when youre high And its easy to feel free when its the sport of a choice When fear creeps up on you slowly
