I have listened to all
the fucking shit you ever told me
But I’m alright
All your wisdom molded   
every bit of my age-old fear  
But I’m alright

I have lost my conscience,   
caused by your ambience   
I got a little outta control
But once I looked over your fence  
Every thing made sense
too big for you, to beat me was your goal 

You’re a little ankle-biter   
Pretending he’s a fighter
You’re a little ankle-biter    
A silly sneaky sniper  
You’re a little ankle-biter   
A grown up back seat driver
You’re a little ankle-biter   
But I won’t change your diaper

I just picked up joys 
and tossed the mess away you left here
Now I’m alright
Banned your wicked toys  
Denied access to lose my theft fear  
Now I’m alright

I have moved to the city
Bruised but still pretty
Outright you’re back for another fight 
At once I look over your fence  - again
Everything makes sense   - again
Too bright so I might minimize your might

You’re a little ankle-biter   
Pretending he’s a fighter
You’re a little ankle-biter    
A silly sneaky sniper  
You’re a little ankle-biter   
A grown up back seat driver
You’re a little ankle-biter   
But I won’t change your diaper

You’re a little ankle-biter   
Pretending he’s a fighter
You’re a little ankle-biter    
A silly sneaky sniper  
You’re a little ankle-biter   
A grown up back seat driver
You’re a little ankle-biter   
But I won’t change your diaper

Instrumental

You’re a little ankle-biter   
Pretending he’s a fighter
You’re a little ankle-biter    
A silly sneaky sniper  
You’re a little ankle-biter   
A grown up back seat driver
You’re a little ankle-biter   
But I won’t change your diaper

You’re a little ankle-biter   
Pretending he’s a fighter
You’re a little ankle-biter    
A silly sneaky sniper  
You’re a little ankle-biter   
A grown up back seat driver
You’re a little ankle-biter   
But I won’t change your diaper