All Things To All Men (feat. Roots Manuva)

And now it seems as if we're used to the chagrin

We made our beds, and now we hate where these beds be

Took nothing at all to part this red sea

I'm a shackled child singing the good song of freedom

They've got no pride, they interrupt our grieving

Teardrops dropping for the pain of the world

My best friend dies when she was just a young girl

Left me here to fend for myself

Now the pain never leaves, we just learn to cope

So when the devil needs hanging, will you tie up the rope

And shout pull?

Let's put an end to this bull

Zen thing

How many years before we practice what we preach?

How many tears before we truly clinch the peak?

Only to find that there is no honey on the moon

Official goon with the unofficial croon

I'm all things to all men

All of the women, all the children

Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

Who's the hardest?

Who's the hardest?

I'm all things to all men

All of the women, all the children

Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

Who's the hardest?

Who's the hardest?

Sixteen-bar cycles, heartfelt recital

From the wacky blacky man, they should have called me Michael

Look at the monster you make, look at the monster you pay

But you claim no responsibility

'Cause it's each to his self in these times that we live

Does God have a sense of humour? Then the joke's on us

'Cause we're chasing our tails for how long

The tussle makes us how strong

Vintage poor people fun

If we could ease up on these booze and fags

Then just maybe life wouldn't seem so mad

"Be a man", my dad said, but what the hell he know?

He lost his dreams, he lost his flow

And I don't wanna be alone

I'm born king, so where's my throne?

I'm too intense, I'm too deep

I'm too nice for life

So what makes this place so nervous?

I'm all things to all men

All of the women, all the children

Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

Who's the hardest?

Who's the hardest?

I'm all things to all men

All of the women, all the children

Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

Who's the hardest?

Who's the hardest?

I'm all things to all men

All of the women, all the children

Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

Who's the hardest?

Who's the hardest?

I'm all things to all men

All of the women, all the children

Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

Who's the hardest?

Who's the hardest?

Look at the monster you make, look at the monster you pay

But you claim no responsibility

But you claim not

We're searching for Jesus

But I'll be damned if I'll be crucified by ten thousand spies

Compulsive lies

They hate me

They love me

They hate me

'Cause I'm all things to all men

All of the women, all the children

Just say when and I'll take you to my TARDIS

Who's the hardest?

Who's the hardest?