She called them little earthquakes
More like explosions they are
Inward inside self contained
The neighbor doesn't notice them
I'm full of gunpowder every day
Full of explosive and primed to go
Hey there buddy can ya spare a light
Cuz little explosions are gonna happen tonight
Sometimes the surface may be calm
And other times a turmoil
But every day and night I find
That inside I'm takin a tumble
I'm full of gunpowder every day
Full of explosive and primed to go
Hey there buddy can ya spare a light
Cuz little explosions are gonna happen tonight
Just light that fuse and set off runnin
Here better wear this steelpot helmet
One more night and it's all over
Blown sky high inside but you can't see
Yes full of gunpowder night and day
TNT for ribs don't you see
Hey there buddy can you spare a light?
Cuz little explosions are poppin' off tonight
Copyright Mike Dedek 2004 :)
