Hell is gone
and heaven's here
There's nothing left
for you to fear
Shake your ass,
get over here
Now scream
I'm a burning effigy
of everything I used to be
You're my rock
of empathy, my dear
So come on let me...
entertain you
Let me... entertain you
Life's too short
for you to die
So grab yourself an alibi
Heaven knows your
mother lied, Mon Cher
Separate your rights
from wrongs
Come and sing
a different song
The kettle's on so don't
be long, Mon Cher
So come on let me...
entertain you
Let me... entertain you
Look me up
in the yellow pages
I will be your rock of ages
You see through the fads
and your crazy phases
Yeah
Little Bo Peep
has lost her sheep
She popped a pill
and fell asleep
The dew is wet but the
grass is sweet, my dear
Your mind gets burned
with the habits
you've learned
But we're the generation
that's got to be heard
You're tired
of your teachers
and your school's a drag
You're not going to end up
like your mum and dad
So come on let me...
entertain you
Let me... entertain you
Let me... entertain you
He may be good
he may be outta sight
But he can't be here
so come around tonight
Here is the place
where the feeling grows
You gotta get high before
you taste the lows
So come on
Let me... entertain you
Let me... entertain you
Let me... entertain you
Let me... entertain you
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, come on, come on
come on, come on, come on
come on, come on, come on
Let me... entertain you
Let me... entertain you