Aaaah, beeb beeb, walking down the street, ten days a
week to sweep you of your feet, and stuff, so you walk
the walk & you talk the talk, and the bucks you clock
for your rocks is sure enough, for me to run a mock on
you, dye black to blond & make your brown eyes blue,
spread’em wide no shame nor pride, as long as you don’t
tell me how to be
Beeb beebn there’s a flock of sheep, where’s the
leader, slope is steep, we’re going downhill & you
still can’t chill, what the deal, can’t cope, can’t
feel, da hope is cheap, no Mary don’t you weep, go on
mammy get some sleep, we go raw salami you’re in too
deep, c-saw chopping chops, who plays for keeps
Can’t you see, don’t you know, it’s me and I’m good to
go
Once you do know me well, I won’t tell if you don’t
tell
Let me seal your lips with a kiss, do not business with
this
Ain’t too many trips that you miss, let me stress it
ain’t no diss, seems you’re losing your head, as long
as your heart stays sound, dreams that you’re choosing
instead turn your little life to a merry-go-round
Round about the garden, round and round the yard and,
round and round we go
Welcome to showbiz, where nothing seems as what it
really is, the illusion will fool you, with confusion
overkill to rule you or school you if you’re hip to the
game, once you peep it you still keep it the same,
claim it’s shame, shame on who?
Take that blame, shame on you
Not to seal your lips with your kiss, do not business
with this, some call it taking the piss, to some of
y’all it is pure bliss, kind of a buzz in your mind, up
in the clouds and feet off the ground, you don’t see
cause you done gone blind a ring a rosy merry-go-round
Round about the garden, round and round the yard and,
round and round we go
Round and round the yard all over, everywhere got to
pull your card cause you just don’t care, round and
round the yard all over, everywhere got to pull your
card, hard!
Cause you don’t care
Round and round the garden like a teddy bear, on step,
two step, tickly under there. Yeah yeah
I know you’re steep, you cannot fool me, I know your
type, so you like to believe the hype, I hear about
your momma and your pops, hell, drop your tops and call
the cops, bust your chops, you earn my concern, tame
that flame before you burn, you’re gonna learn as you
turn with a twist, do not business with this, lest you
be humble is as humble does, ready to rumble, be my
guest
First round we tumble to the ground, second you’re
fumbling pound for pound, I hear you mumblin’ “what’s
that sound”, goin’ down, merry-go-round
Round about the garden, round and round the yard and,
round and round we go
Round about the garden, round and round the yard and,
round and round we go
Round about the garden, round and round the yard and,
round and round we go
Yo!