Black Sheep
Oh, haven’t the strength now, not enough to waste tonight.
Oh, spark the fire, tinderbox of desire.
Oh, Lord have mercy, the thirst I feel tonight.
I can see that you can see my eyes.
Black sheep up on the fence,
you’re a naughty little boy and you make me tense.
Prodigal son, won’t you come on home.
The door’s open wide, take a look inside, take a look inside.
Oh, my hands are tied now so you’ve gotta decide now.
See, I just can’t take it. Can’t you see that I’m breaking?
I can see—
Black sheep up on the fence,
you make me tense.
Prodigal son, won’t you come on home.
The door’s open wide, take a look inside, take a look inside
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Bah, bah black sheep up on the fence,
you’re a naughty little boy and you make me tense.
Prodigal son, won’t you come on home.
The door’s open wide, take a look inside, take a look inside
(Natalie Merchant)
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