Ooh Ah Eh

What that was I'll explain, see
I came, felt so bad
So bad, so bad
Taste all things dressed with that
First stab, first stab, first stab
All things dressed with that first stab
That baseless stab
The pain of shame brought by my hand

You don't want to make it easy, that's right
You could miss some by so being uptight
You don't want to make it, maybe that's right
You could miss some by so being uptight

Still I can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Sing along, you're a good child, oh good child
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Sing along, you're a good child, oh good child
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Sing along, you're a good child, oh good child
Can't go back to that bar
Can't go back to that bar
Sing along, you're a good child, oh good child
Can't go back

You have seasoned me with badness
But I am no fool, I blow it off
A subtle seasoning of sadness
But every morning new, I blow it off
Merely a seasoning of badness
But every morning new, I blow it off
Yeah, you have seasoned me with badness, badness, badness
But I am no fool, I blow it off
Yeah, you have seasoned me with badness
But I am no fool, I blow it off

Subtle seasoning of badness
Seasoning of badness
Seasoning of badness
Seasoning of badness
I blow it off
I blow it off
I blow it off