I declare now I don't have a heart to jingle And you know, I don't have nothing, nothing to hide Don't have no mood, to laugh of your disgrace man And there's nothing, that'll make, myself to tire, oh no Now I don't wanna go, to anywhere There's nothing on my mind, and nothing in the hand You're my friend, friend of, laziness Dejected away, boring, we're a mess! Third n' one i'm not felling very well Third n' one are you hearing the jingle of bells? Third n' one now are oppenning the doors of hell And I don't wanna go with you to the hell and now don't wanna go Don't wanna go Don't wanna go Third n' one i'm not felling very well Third n' one are you hearing the jingle of bells? Third n' one now are oppenning the doors of hell And I don't wanna go with you to the hell and now don't wanna go Third n' one Third n' one Third n' one Third n' one And now don't wanna go