Wolves,crabs and butterflies Voodoo people wearing ties Sprinkle needles in my eyes, I fry my marbles on a fork at the restaurant where I work, fry my marbles on a fork.. Father I become a hooligan, Father I become a hooligan, Sliding away, coming undone... Mother I become a hooligan Oh, oh born again a hooligan Sliding...citeste continuarea versurilor