Won More Hit

[Hook]

Please oh please oh please

Just give me just one more hit

Please oh please oh please

Just give me just one more hit

[x3]

It's an exorcism b*tches

A horror story

[Verse 1]

Okay we stole you from your mother and we beat you red and bloody

And we made you build a country and we never gave you nothing

But a savior with our ugly face painted on the front

And we let you sing about it, entertain us every Sunday

Sing when you're worshipping, sing when you're working

And see if you can sing yourself out of the hurt you're in

Please oh please, give me just one more hit

Make it extra special and you might not get the whip

People want to hear your instruments and voices

It's just so annoying, have to always come and join you

It reminds us of the horrible conditions that we're causing

Really rather avoid it, try hard to ignore it

Give me one performance and an engineer record it

Then we can all enjoy it and we never have to know you

Please oh please, give me just one more hit

I sell it 'round the planet and I'm keeping every cent

Treat you like a hero and we all come to see you

In a big fancy theatre dressed in a tuxedo

Going to have to seat you in the kitchen when you feed you

A place this regal doesn't serve your kind of people

Love to get and earful and praise and even cheer you

But we're still too fearful to think of eating near you

Please oh please, give me just one more hit

You sing so very nice but I don't want you 'round my kids

[Hook]

Please oh please oh please

Just give me just one more hit

Please oh please oh please

Just give me just one more hit

[x2]

It's an exorcism b*tches

A horror story

[Verse 2]

Fetishize your culture yet while it's still among you

We analyze insult it and criticize and judge it

Look down upon you say your music's from the jungle

And a civilized country couldn't gain anything from it

Said it's from the devil and it cause nothing but trouble

And we tell you that you're ugly and we think it's so disgusting

But please oh please, do give me one more hit

Give me 20 years and see if I can learn to spit

Your soul power got me so excited

That I went home and I tried it till I could do it just like you

Just a little bit lighter tired with less fire

Stiff sanitized for the white people's liking

Now they're so inspired by the way that I recite it

That they celebrate a pirate as our nation's greatest writer

Please oh please, give me just one more hit

We like your music better when it's spilling from our lips

You create it we can't relate so we hate it

Say it's too flagrant, human nature too naked

But be patient eventually you'll escape it

Then we take it, reshape it, rename it and claim it

If you get in the business, we'll just find a way to flip it

We don't celebrate the success you're getting for a minute

After years of getting rich if you ever make us split it

We'll just film your cars and cribs, call you materialistic

Boys in blue harass you say you're too successful

Do you for the taxes and sue you for the samples

You just get a plaque so you can glue it to your mantle

Looking dapper when you tap a little tune on your piano

Patented your soul, gave your heart a bar code

Now so appalled at the gall to download

Please oh please, give me just one more hit

P.S. Thank you and suck my dick

[Hook]

Please oh please oh please

Just give me just one more hit

Please oh please oh please

Just give me just one more hit

[x3]

It's an exorcism b*tches

A horror story