Mr. Jo

Hey little girl, why do you come to me?

I don't want to see you suffer

I don't wanna watch you decay

Hey little girl, what did your teachers say?

It's gonna be a hot old summer

Gonna sting, gonna be a bummer

Maybe we should do a runner, oh love

Hey little boy, why do you talk that way?

It's so evil when you hate that way

You heard nothing, you can't talk that way

Hey little boy, what did your teachers stick on you?

It's gonna be a cold winter

I hope it hurts, I hope it stays you

Here we are in the mins... oh love, oh love

Hey little girl, why do you look that way?

He's a walrus, and his head is grey

You've got to be positive today

Hey little girl, forget what your teachers say

Understood that it's got a tangle

You're not a storm, you're not a bangle

You look so good from any angle, oh love

Such a stupid world

Bye, bye

Bye, bye

You shit on them