Lyrics

HEY MISTER
(Henry Ate ? Slap in the Face 1996)
Words and music: Karma-Ann Swanepoel (1995) Ate Publishing

Hey mister in that skirt could you be giving me directions
I?m trying to find a place where I would be guaranteed to lose my mind
By the looks of you, you?ve been there a few times

And in the morning we will exchange clothes
Pretend that we?re married, experience each others roles
Take what we can lie back relax, watch the sky evaporate
If I hallucinate we will call it escaping

For I think it?s ?bout time I blew my mind
No I, think it?s ?bout time I blew my mind
Hey

Hey mister don?t you know you have got quite nice legs
Try wearing something a little more suited to your sex
Maybe a suit something with less lace
And later we will go on to my place

Cause I?ve been driving so damn long
And God only knows where I thought I was going
Or coming from
Mister I?m on the run pass the gun

For I think it?s ?bout time I blew my mind
No I, think it?s ?bout time I blew my mind
Hey

No I

Hey mister in that skirt could you be giving me directions
I?m trying to find a place where I would be guaranteed to lose my mind
By the looks of you

Cause I?ve been driving so damn long
And God only knows where I thought I was going or coming from
Mister I?m on the run
Pass the gun, pass the gun, pass the gun, pass the gun

For I think it?s ?bout time I blew my mind
No I, think it?s ?bout time I blew my mind
Hey