Let Me Entertain You - Live At The Brits '99, London, U.K/1999

Hell is gone and heaven's here

There's nothing left for you to fear

Shake your arse come over here

Now scream

I'm a burning effigy

Of everything I used to be

You're my rock of empathy, my dear

So come on let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Life's too short for you to die

So grab yourself an alibi

Heaven knows your mother lied

Mon cher

Separate your right from wrongs

Come and sing a different song

The kettle's on so don't be long

Mon cher

So come on let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Look me up in the yellow pages

I will be your rock of ages

Your see through fads and your crazy phrases yeah

Little Bo Peep has lost his sheep

He popped a pill and fell asleep

The dew is wet but the grass is sweet, my dear

Your mind gets burned with the habits you've learned

But we're the generation that's got to be heard

You're tired of your teachers and your school's a drag

You're not going to end up like your mum and dad

So come on let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

He may be good he may be outta sight

But he can't be here so come around tonight

Here is the place where the feeling grows

You gotta get high before you taste the lows

So come on

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you (let me entertain you)

So come on let me entertain you (let me entertain you)

Let me entertain you (let me entertain you)

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you

Let me entertain you