Once stood a man on my face

Ooh yeah on my face

Gobbled him up 'cause my taste

Leaves nothing to waste



Hear the riddle that i say

Hear the riddle that i say

What is fair is fair

That is fair and square to me



Piano it marks the good pace

Ooh yea yea the good pace

Don't know if it's right but i like the bass

So turn up the bass




Hear the fiddles as they play

Hear the fiddles as they play

What is fair is fair

And the guitar player



No metal no brick was no trace

Oh no was no trace

But machines moved on and still chased

No particular place



Hear the riddle that i say

Hear the riddle that i say

What is fair is fair

That is fair and square

To me to me to me to me

Hmm hmm hmm



What is fair is fair

That is fair and square to me