One Mississipi
Two Mississipi
Three Mississippi Four

Run like the wind or I'll have your skin and you won't be running no more...

I don't care what other people say
It all means the same to me
Every single day the same game that you play
And you bastards don't seem to see

How many times should I have to repeat
That we are workin as hard as we can
If you expect something more than what we've done
Then why do we even try to plan

To give you something new
TO try and provide another thing for you to
Consume OH WELL
I can't seem to do it right
So lock your doors and hide under bed because your gonna die to tonight. 

One Mississipi
Two Mississipi
Three Mississippi Four

Run like the wind or I'll have your skin and you won't be running no more...