They Don't Mean No Harm - Wreckless Eric

Here comes another one, he’s

Gonna have your arm off

These teeth they’re razor sharp and

You can’t disarm them

Down here in the deep

Where the sun don’t reach

The dark ages of man

Crawls onto land

Come on come on come on come on

Come on come on come on come on

You know what they say

Well neither do they

Here comes another one he’s

Gonna have your arm off

There’s no democracy just

Gold-plated armour

Down here in the deep

Where the sun don’t reach

Before the dark ages of man

Crawls onto dry land

Come on come on come on come on

Come on come on come on come on

Come on come on come on come on

Come on come on come on come on