Fee Fi Fo Fum (feat. Sweet Pussy Pauline) [Radio Edit]

It's the bastard's saints that created the children They never look back, no they never ever do It's the fatherless sons who can't find love 'Cause they can't find something that never ever was Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American man Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American... It's the circus of madness that travels around us Hope doesn't walk and talk on it's own It's the crown that's worn by the? You can't cure everyone's heart. Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American man Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American... Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American man Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American... It's the American man who's not self sufficient So he robs the poor to reap all the riches And the city's on fire, the fire's too big We need a flood and an arc to start over again, yeah! Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American man Fe Fi Fo Fum I smell the blood of an American... Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Woooaaahhh Fe Fi Fo-Oh Fum I smell the blood of an American man Fe Fi Fo-Oh Fum I smell the blood of an American man yeah yeah Fe Fi Fo-Oh Fum I smell the blood of an American man Fe Fi Fo-Oh Fum I smell the blood of an American...