You're something of a hard knock
A big part, of everything you see here
Broken like an old clock, you take stock
And breathing in your big beard
Your sister wears a long skirt, she eats dirt
Kicking up a big storm
No-one wants to bite first, it gets worse
It's time to get the big gun
WHALE
WHALE
You take up to high fields in big wheels
She always a soft touch
Sucking on the fireworks till they squirt
And breathing in the green dirt
Her daddy bought her first car in a jar
And pulled it up with short strings
You'd better see she's ok, 'cause you'll pay
For kicking up the green green
WHALE
WHALE
La la la la la la la la la la laaa
La la la la la la la la la la laaa
La la la la la la la la la la laaa
Ooooohhh!
WHALE
WHALE
WHALE
You're something of a hard knock
A big part, of everything you see here
Broken like an old clock, you take stock
And breathing in your big beard
Your sister wears a long skirt, she eats dirt
Kicking up a big storm
No-one wants to bite first, it gets worse
It's time to get the big gun
WHALE
WHALE
WHALE
WHALE
WHALE
WHALE
WHALE
Kicking up the green green
WHALE
Kicking up the green green
WHALE
