Urban Myths Music Festival - Day Two

We are so lucky that while Keith was at the hockey game we snuck into the mansion aka Urbanville and found a notebook. Imagine our delight when we discovered the words for three new songs. To continue with a full lineup for the festival on Saturday, we wanted to be the first to break these to you. So here they are:

Its My Child Too

The nanny clings to the baby
like a moth clings to a flame
the baby looks so restless
like she is the prize in a game
well let me tell you something
I am gonna tell the world
that that little baby
is also my little girl

(chorus)
yes she is my child
so pretty and smart and wild
yes she is my child
that is legally on file

I go to her room at night
after her staff is gone
I know her petri dish conception was right
while many said it was wrong
so there my little daughter
lying in your crib
you're my actual child
my little Adam's rib
uh huh

(chorus)

Don't Get Caught in Her Snatch

She is called the worlds beauty
She called the paragon of class
She is considered a goddess
but she threw me on my ass
she played my like a card game
she called my greatest bluff
she worked me over and over
and it was very rough

(Chorus)
oh yeah the world is fooled
and I am her biggest tool
they said she was a great catch
but I got caught in her snatch

She is vicious as viper
as cunning as a sniper
I was in her view
there was little I could do
and now I am her prisoner
I am the man in chains
I wish there was a rescuer
to relieve me of my pain

(Chorus)

The $15,000 A Night Nightmare

I never had many nickels
rarely had a dime
all I had was my singing
and a lot of time
I made a deal with the devil
it sounded good I can't lie
but I am in a living hell forever
and I'll die in a shrine
yeah I am living the good life
yeah that’s what everybody says
flying all over
and I never have to pay
but I have no one who loves me
I have no one to call a friend
even my mum is embarrassed
because she knows it won't end
yeah I am sitting on bed with 10 million thread sheets
and I'll never have a worry
about getting food to eat
but you know I made a mistake
on that certain summer day
if I knew what was going to happen
I would have got on my bike by myself and rode away

Lyrics by: Used To Be A Man Publishing, Inc.