Gm Cm Fee-fi-fo, she smells his body, Gm she smells his body Cm And it makes her sick to her mind Gm Cm He has got so much to answer for, Gm to answer for Cm To ruin a child's mind Gm Cm How could you touch something Gm Cm so innocent and pure, obscure? Gm Cm How could you get satisfaction Gm from the body of a child? Cm You're vile, you're Chorus: A# D# It's true what people say F God protect the ones who help themselves Cm in their own way-yeah-yeah... A# D# It's true what people say F God protect the ones who help themselves Cm in their own way-yeah-yeah... He was sitting in her bedroom In her bedroom And now what should she do? She's got so much insecurity And his impurity It was a gathering gloom How could you touch something So innocent and pure Obscure? How could you get satisfaction From the body of a child ? You're vile, sick Chorus: It's true what people say God protect the ones who help themselves In their own way Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! I often wonder to myself Who'll protect the ones Who can't protect themselves? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! It's true what people say God protect the ones who help themselves In their own way Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! I often wonder to myself Who'll protect the ones Who can't protect themselves? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm D# F Gm |