Five Foot Four (Little Stick Of Dynamite)

Intro

(Whistle melody)

Chorus

Five foot four and full of rage

Just a tiger in a rusty cage

Born a little stick of dynamite

Ready for a hell of a fight

Born a little stick of dynamite

Ready for a hell of a fight

Verse 1

Pale skin

Deep red heart beating within

I got gold strands hanging to my waist

Running from the bitter taste

Of a world that wants me gone

Pre-Chorus

They try to break my bones

They try to take my throne

They try to make me stone

Chorus

Five foot four and full of rage

Just a tiger in a rusty cage

Born a little stick of dynamite

Ready for a hell of a fight

Born a little stick of dynamite

Ready for a hell of a fight

Post-Chorus

Yeah I’m fighting

Still I’m fighting

Ooh ooh

Verse 2

Mixed blood

Rising like a sudden spring flood

They want me on that painted horse

Flying on a terminal course

Straight into the blue

Pre-Chorus

I won’t get on my knees

I won’t offer no pleas

I won’t seek no ease

Bridge

The Devil runs your deck of cards

Your hands are cold and hard

But the Creator walks right by my side

With nowhere left for you to hide

I’ll fight until the day I die

Chorus

Five foot four and full of rage

Just a tiger in a rusty cage

Born a little stick of dynamite

Ready for a hell of a fight

Born a little stick of dynamite

Ready for a hell of a fight

Post-Chorus

Fight on

Keep fighting on

(Whistle melody)