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Lyrics to 'One of God's Better People' and 'Let Me Entertain You' from Robs first album



One of God's Better People - rumoured to be written for the man's mother... awwww bless!

You're one of God's better people
And you don't know
That's why you're special
And I cry so I can talk like this
From my downbeat existence
And I know that you can make my wish
If my wish is pure

But I don't know
I just don't know
I don't know
Let me love you so

Now I can't live this without you
I'd die with you
Without you, without you

You're one of God's better people
And you don't know
That's why you're special

It must hurt to see your favourite man
Lose himself again and again
And I know that you'e my only friend
From way back when
My wish was pure
It was oh so pure
It was pure
I couldn't love you more

Now I can't live this without you
I'd die with you
Without you
Now I can't live this without you
I'd die with you
Without you, without you

And everybody's going to step aside
As you spread your wings and you will fly
And take me to the other side where they know

coz i don't know no more
I jus don't know no more
I don't know
Let me love you so

Now I can't live this without you
I'd die with you
Without you
Now I can't live this without you
I'd die with you
Without you, without you

You're one of God's better people
And you don't know
That's why you're special
Let Me Entertain You

Hell i sgone and heaven's here
There's nothing left for you to fear
Shake your ass come over here
Now scream
I'm a burning effigy
Of everything I used to be
You're my rock of empathy, my dear

(chorus)
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
Separated your right from wrongs
Come and sing a different song
The kettle's on so don't be long
Mon Cher

(chorus)

Look me up in the yellow pages
I will be your rock of ages
Your see through fads and your crazy phases, yeah
Little Bo Peep has lost his sheep
He 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 schools a drag
You're not going to end up like your mum and dad

(chorus)
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

(chorus)
Let me entertain you
(chorus)

Come on come on come on come on
Come on come on come on come on
Come on come on come on come on

(Repeat chorus to fade)
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