Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Man In You, artist - Faithless. Date of issue: 25.08.2007
Song language: English
The Man In You |
| Although I don’t really know how to handle ya |
| I will have nobody kicking no sand in ya face |
| Not even a trace of bland in ya |
| Teenage and it’s a trouble understanding ya |
| You got plenty of energy and stamina |
| Forgot all the little tricks I tried to cram in ya |
| There’s a bit of, 'I don’t give a damn' in ya, ha |
| And that’s your old man in ya |
| Stand in your way, never or ever abandon ya |
| And on the day people say what they can’t stand in ya |
| Don’t let your ego get out of hand on ya |
| It ain’t a good look when crook-karma land on ya |
| Balance yourself, bring out the Zinedine Zidane in you |
| The I will and I can in you |
| Execute the grand plan in you |
| I’m your daddy and happy to see the man in ya |
| Might know too much but I’m no soft touch |
| Brought you up, to recognize lies as such |
| I need no crutch, child hood was arduous |
| And if there is a God I’m sure He would pardon us |
| Must be working hard in us |
| Not to harden us |
| Ten, that you really wanna be |
| Twenty, exactly what you see is on telly |
| Eleven, you can’t tell him anything |
| That he don’t know already |
| Twelve, they get together steady |
| Explore the first keeping up with the many |
| Thirteen, none of them are ready |
| Living on old raised broke not a penny |
| Fourteen, baby in the belly |
| She’s all done a runner another no daddy |
| Fifteen, nanny and she loves it dearly |
| Head strong proving all along but wary |
| Sixteen, scale we were quite contrary |
| This is how the garden grows |
| This is how the garden grows |
| Children, you still own the power |
| To turn this into your finest hour |
| Now a young ma mum that mistake |
| Can make a contribution why don’t we wait and see |
| Give back the mothers their dignity |
| And the fathers who roam free a lesson in humility |
| This society needs to learn empathy |
| It happened to you, it could happen to me |
| It happened to you, it could happen to me |
| It happened to you, it could happen to me |
| It happened to you, it could happen to me |
| Birds and bees without flowers |
| Girls be strong, boys don’t cower |
| Stand by your seat, scream and shower |
| Oh, how the sweet can turn sour |
| Birds and bees without flowers |
| Girls be strong, boys don’t cower |
| Stand by your seat, scream and shower |
| Oh, how the sweet can turn sour |