Terrible Things

Yo-yo yo yo here we go You've got the hands of your father And the head of a puppet I think someone is pulling on your strings Making you do all of those Terrible, terrible, terrible nasty things Terrible, nasty things Terrible, nasty things Terrible, nasty things Terrible, nasty, nasty Terrible, nasty, nasty Terrible, nasty things Off to work, just like they told you Eat your meat and go to bed I think someone is pulling on your strings Making you do all of those Terrible, terrible, terrible nasty things Terrible, nasty things Terrible, nasty things Ignorance can't be wrong Whatever gets you through the day At the end of the line, there's no sunshine You dug your grave, now do your time Already know what tomorrow brings Terrible, terrible, terrible nasty things Terrible, nasty things Terrible, nasty things I think someone is pulling on your strings Making you do all of those Terrible, terrible, terrible nasty things