Hum

Well, in my mouth there’s a hurricane

Just let it out

Well, on the radio, a bunch of fakes

Just shut them down

Hum along

And regret it

Cause you alone

Would get it

God don't make the laws

When I get bored I use novocaine

To numb the sound

I'm the sixth spice, the heavyweight

I bring the frowns

Hum along

And regret it

Cause you alone

Would get it

God don't make the laws

Hum along

And regret it

Cause you alone

Would get it

God don't make the laws

I'm the heavyweight

And I don't know why

I got the sixth sense

To make the girls cry

I'm the heavyweight

And I don't know why

I got the sixth sense

To make the girls cry

How un-American

How un-American

To leave ‘em fainting

Waiting for a breath

How un-American

How un-American

To leave ‘em fainting

Waiting for a breath

Hum along

And regret it

Hum along

And regret it

Hum along

And regret it

Cause you alone

Would get it

God don’t make the laws