once stood a man on my face
ooh yeah
on my face
gobbled him up 'cause my taste
leaves nothing to waste
hear the riddle that i say
hear the riddle that i say
what is fair is fair
that is fair and square to me
piano it marks the good pace
ooh yeah
the good pace
don't know if it's right
but i like the bass
so turn up the bass
hear the fiddles as they play
hear the fiddles as they play
what is fair is fair
and the guitar player
no metal
no brick
was no trace
oh
no
was no trace
but machines moved on and still chased
no particular place
hear the riddle that i say
hear the riddle that i say
what is fair is fair
that is fair and square to me
what is fair is fair
that is fair and square to me