Mail Man (2008 Version)

By Alexz Johnson

On Weight

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Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man

Just give me something I can stand, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around, you're always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man (I give up)

You ain’t no man, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around, you're always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down

I wear a smile, I look below and underneath

I feel the calm before the storm is rolling up the street

Don’t need a letter, doesn’t matter

I’ll kill the messenger

It comes around again, I’m keeping all my windows shut

Come in with paper and I’ll paper cut your fingers up

Making me shiver, then I swear I’ll kill the messenger

I’ll kill the messenger

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man

Just give me something I can stand, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around, always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man (I give up)

You ain’t no man, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around, always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down

It isn’t right, it’s keeping everyone awake

I can feel your army move

And make the very earth shake

You keep your news, I’ll kill the messenger

Don’t wanna know

No, I don’t really like your games

Not when the sky is filling up with paper airplanes

Your letter came, kill the messenger

Kill the messenger

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man

Just give me something I can stand, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around, always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man (I give up)

You ain’t no man, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around, always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down

All left up to me

I don’t understand

The paper in the wind

I’ll kill the messenger

Doesn’t make a sound

Just a paper in my hand

I don’t understand

I’ll kill the messenger

I’m gonna, gotta kill the messenger

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man (I'll kill him)

Just give me something I can stand, Mister Mail Man (I'll kill him)

I give up coming around, you're always pulling me down (I'll kill him)

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down (I'll kill him)

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man (I give up)

You ain’t no man, Mister Mail Man (I'll kill him)

I give up coming around, you're always pulling me down (I'll kill him)

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down (I'll kill him)

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man

Just give me something I can stand, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around you’re always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man (I'll kill him)

You ain’t no man, Mister Mail Man (I give up)

I give up

Give it up

Mister Mail Man, not a fan, Mister Mail Man

Just give me something I can stand, Mister Mail Man

I give up coming around, always pulling me down

I give up, I hope you’re gone when I be coming down