A.M. E.M. - Minuit

The world is full of creeps

And freaks and you

The world is full of creeps

And freaks and you

And everything

I’ve got a big bad thing for the son of a preacher

It’s like the hardest thing to continually feature

In his sacred book of the apostles and teachers

It always starts like this and it ends in fiasco

It always starts like this

I’m from the black lagoon

I’m an insolent creature

I am a small sly thing and

I’ve something to tell you

Join in the exodus or you’re traveling solo

It’s down to hit or miss

Which is something that I know

I’ve got a big bad thing for the son of a preacher

Blood is thicker than water

Money’s thicker than blood