Fee Fi Fo



Fee fi fo she smells his body She smells his bodyAnd it makes her sick to her mindHe has got so much to answer forTo answer for, To ruin a child's mind
How could you touch somethingSo innocent and pureObscureHow could you get satisfactionFrom the body of a childYou're vile, sick
It's true what people sayGod protect the ones who help themselvesIn their own wayIt's true what people sayGod protect the ones who help themselvesIn their own way
He was sitting in her bedroomIn her bedroomAnd now what should she doShe's got so much insecurityAnd his impurity It was a gathering gloom
How could you touch somethingSo innocent and pureObscureHow could you get satisfactionFrom the body of a childYou're a vile, sick
It's true what people sayGod protect the ones who help themselvesIn their own wayAnd I often wondered to myself:Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves?
It's true what people sayGod protect the ones who help themselvesIn their own wayAnd I often wondered to myself:Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves?
Fee fi fo x4