H! a! m! l! e! t! yeah...



Hamlet's fishing in the grave

A-fishing in the grave

Thru the custard bones and stuff

He ain't got no friend in there

No he ain't got no friend in there

I believe our man's in love

Hamlet got a gun-now

He wears a crucifix

He wears a crucifix

Pow pow pow pow/pow pow pow pow

Hamlet move so beautiful

Moves so beautiful

Walking thru the flowers

Waving to the people

All those beautiful people

Lying in the shadows

He's movin' down the street-now

He likes the look of that cadillac

And now he wants that cadillac

Pow pow pow pow/pow pow pow pow

Is this love some kinda love

Is this love some kinda love

Now he's comin' down my street

Crawling up my stairs

He's coming to my room

He's knocking on my door

Where for art thou baby-face

Where... for... art... thou...

Pow pow pow pow/pow pow pow pow

Is this love

Is this love

Pow!

He shoot it inside

He shoot it inside

Pow!

Some kinda love...

Don't let 'em steal your heart away

He went and stole my heart pow!

Hey hey hey pow!!