Sticks and Stones Lyrics

Sticks and stones and stones everybody

Sticks and stones and stones everybody

Sticks and stones and stones everybody

Sticks, stones, sticks and stones, bones

Sticks and stones and stones everybody

I went down to the grocery store, I tried on all the women's clothes

Something must have hit me right, because I thought about all that goes, and they told me

Little child, this ain't no safe space here

The sky spoke forth in a low, scary voice, she said

Are you having fun

I said, excuse me miss, I'm caught in a jam

And I'm not the permanent one, it cannot be

And afterwards, on a quiet little Sunday morning

We dropped in on a relative, still in mourning

And all I can say

To the man who charges

Just remember what happens when the man charges you

And if the earth must die, maybe so should I with it

Because to you, we're all just natural born fools

Sticks and stones and stones everybody

Sticks and stones and stones everybody

Sticks and stones and stones everybody

Sticks, stones, sticks and stones, bones

Sticks and stones and stones everybody yeah