[Verse 1]
One bag of magic and a whole lotta luck
And a tick, tick, clock
And then I blow things up!
I wriggle, I tickle, I fickle about
[Verse 2]
Yes I'm a liberal, I take from the poor
'Cause if you don't have much, you don't need anymore!
"So get up, and suit up," I call to the flock
And we steal like the British
A gentleman's sport, really
[Chorus]
I like it big and tragic with bloodshed and bones
It is my own bag of magic
A tickle, a magic code
To jump in the burning ashes
To live for the hunt and for the blow
When it smashes
And disappear when I'm gone
In puffs of smoke
And then I'm gone
With a wink of lashes
With Bloodshed and Bonеs
[Verse 3]
One look of magic, diamond dazzlin' eyes
Got mе on my knees, got me all by surprise
I want it, I want it, I want it for me!
[Verse 4]
Glitz, blitz, sexy, shiny eyes in her head
Now Snitch wants a Poodle, or I'll burn them all dead!
Or show up, and blow up, the French Industry
And then rape like the Empire, a gentleman's spree, 'cause
[Chorus]
I like it big and tragic with bloodshed and bones
It is my own bag of magic
A tickle, a magic code
To jump in the burning ashes
To live for the hunt and for the blow
When it smashes
And disappear when I'm gone
In puffs of smoke
And then I'm gone
With a wink of lashes
With Bloodshed and Bones
[Instrumental]
[Pre Chorus]
I like it big and tragic with bloodshed and bones
Pouring the gas
Striking the match
Tell me we're burning ashes with bloodshed and bones
And that's why they call me Snitch
[Chorus]
'Cause I like it big and tragic with bloodshed and bones
It is my own bag of magic
A tickle, a magic code
To jump in the burning ashes
To live for the hunt and for the blow
When it smashes
And disappear when I'm gone
In puffs of smoke
And then I'm gone
With a wink of lashes
With Bloodshed and Bones
