[Lyrics for City Boy – The Hap,,Ki,,Do Kid]
I heard that you get tougher with every reel
The kids say you got fingers made of steel
They say your belt gets blacker by the hour
I know you like your victims sweet and sour.
Watch out … He don’t need no pistol in his hand
Watch out …With so much bread and twice as many fans.
Watch out … He scowls at you and then he chops you down
Watch out … He’s the seventh son of the holy seventh Dan.
Hap – Ki – Do, Hap – Ki – Do . . .
(He … He’s the kid, here he comes)
So you embrace the beauty and the beast
A wisdom given to you from the East.
And there your masters taught you where it’s at
The noble art of breaking someone’s back.
Watch out … He don’t need no pistol in his hand
Watch out … With so much bread and twice as many fans.
Watch out … He scowls at you and then he chops you down
Watch out .., He’s the seventh son of the holy seventh Dan.
Hap – Ki – Do, Hap – Ki – Do …
(He … He’s the kid, here he comes)
Hap – Ki – Do . .. Here he comes … Watch out …