hey did you kick em off your turf did you show em who s the boss did you show them how hey did you lose another love wondering what the hell you ve done for fifty years and oh there s a lot that you don t know that i can t make you hear what you need to but it s your move i can t do everything for you little piggy ran for miles he knows it s easier to smile than it is to kick in your door and if you ever earn that crown father christmas comes to town all the children will sing along you ve got the bullets and telephone calls you ve grown the kids from big to small now drive us all into the sun we could be forever stranded no intervention i won t command it of you i ll help you save your face cos it s your move i can t do everything for you why are you singing in the kitchen is it dinner time yet 