I was there to witness
Candice's inner business
She wants the boys to notice
Her rainbows and her ponies
She was educated but could not count to ten
How she got lots of different horses
By lots of different men
And I say liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high
But in the hole there's water
You can get some when they give it
Nothing sacred but it's a living
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high
Or a little too low
Got no self esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud
Or a little too close
Got a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy
Ring a ring a roses
Whoever gets the closest she comes
And she goes as the war of the roses
Mother was a victim
Father beat the system by moving bricks to brixting
And learning how to fix them
Liberated get your sons and daughters
The bush is high
But in the hole there's water
As you win she'll be the whole of her love
And if it don't feel good
What are you doing it for now tell me
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high
Or a little too low
Got no self esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
Hey hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud
Or a little too close
Got a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high
But in the hole there's water as you win
She'll be the whole of her love
And if you don't feel good
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
What are you doing it for
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high
Or a little too low
Got no self esteem and vertigo
Cause she thinks she's made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud
Or a little too close
Got a hurricane in the back of her throat
She thinks she's made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too high
Or a little too low
Got no self esteem and vertigo
She thinks she's made of candy
Hey ho here she goes
Either a little too loud
Or a little too close
Got a hurricane in the back of her throat
And she thinks she's made of candy