Candy - Robbie Williams, Owen Pallett

I was there to witness candice is in her business

She wants the boys to notice her rainbows, and her ponies

She was educated but could not count to ten

How she got lots of different horses by lots of different men

And I say

Liberate your sons and daughters

The bush is high but in the hole there’s water

You can get some, when they give it

Nothing’s sacred, but it's a living

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too high or a little too low

Got no self-esteem and vertigo

Cause she thinks she’s made of candy

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too loud or a little too close

There's a hurricane in the back of her throat

And she thinks she’s made of candy

Ring a ring of roses whoever gets the closest

She comes and she goes as the war of the roses

Mother was a victim father beat the system

By moving bricks to Brixton and learning how to fix them

Liberate your sons and daughters

The bush is high but in the hole there’s water

As you win she’ll be the hole of her love

And if it don’t feel good what are you doing this for?

Now tell me

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too high or a little too low

Got no self-esteem and vertigo

Cause she thinks she’s made of candy

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too loud or a little too close

There's a hurricane in the back of her throat

And she thinks she’s made of candy

Liberate your sons and daughters

The bush is high but in the hole there’s water

As you win she’ll be the hole of her love

And if it don’t feel good what are you doing this for?

What are you doing this for?

What are you doing this for?

What are you doing this for?

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too high or a little too low

Got no self-esteem and vertigo

Cause she thinks she’s made of candy

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too loud or a little too close

There's a hurricane in the back of her throat

And she thinks she’s made of candy

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too high or a little too low

Got no self-esteem and vertigo

Cause she thinks she’s made of candy

Hey ho here she goes

Either a little too loud or a little too close

There's a hurricane in the back of her throat

And she thinks she’s made of candy