Slow Rider

Sha la la la
Sha la la la

One foot on your chest and one hand on my belly
Pray tell me who is best
Is it the face of an angel?
Is it the face of an angel?

Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la

You are in the Lear jet, me, I'm in the jungle
Coming through the skies
Coming through the skies
Coming at each other

I'll rip you to shreds
I'll rip you to shreds

Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la

I'm making soup from your bones
I'm clogging up your drains
Making soup from your bones
Yeah, I'm clogging up your drains

I'm a slow rider
I'm a slow rider
'Cause I'm a slow rider
'Cause I'm a slow rider