Oh, Limehouse Kid, yes, the real Limehouse Kid
Going the way that the other ones did
Poor broken blossom, nobody's child
Haunting and taunting, you're just kinda wild
Oh, Limehouse Blues, yes, the real Limehouse Blues
Run from the Tiki's door, sad China blues
Rings on your fingers, tears for your crown
That is the story of old Chinatown
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high, nearly reach the sky
Then like my dreams, they fade and die
Fortune's always hiding
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
I'm Viper mad, must have my fun
I'm never sad, it can't be done
All people are talking, but I don't care
Over twenty-one, just begun to have my fun
Oh, wrap your chops by the stick of weed
Yes, blow this gauge, get high with me
Frenzy is my weakness, well, I know it's bad
Oh, swing me, gait, well, I can't wait, I'm Viper mad
