The Greedy Ugly People (written by Darren Hayman)
I had her on the carpet twisting and turning about
Trying to guess what she needs
Trying to guess what the fuss was about
She had a conscience that surely did need pricking
I was there for the picking
As she would soon find out
The greedy ugly people are not like us
They don't feel the love
That she and I would die without
The greedy ugly people are not like us
They don't feel the love
That she and I would die without
I had her on a chair in the middle of the living room
Then we went to the bedroom
Where we were making spoons
When we went out she started clicking her heels
She started sticking her chest out
'Cause she was starting to feel
The greedy ugly people are not like us
They don't feel the love
That she and I would die without
The greedy ugly people are not like us
They don't feel the love
That she and I would die without
/ G / Em / D / C /
Love don't stop no war,
Don't stop no cancer,
It stops my heart
Enjoy x