I had control
I had composure
I had no fear of exposure
I had a grip
I had a plan
I knew what it was to be a full grown man

But something came loose inside
I could feel it rattling around
I couldn’t keep it all inside
It got out, it can’t be found

It’s loose and it’s free
It’s a little bit of me

A cannon that’s loose
A bird that’s free
A sailor on shore leave after years at sea
A burning desire
A burning bush
An eye for an eye and for every tush

Something came loose inside
It was rattling my brain
I couldn’t keep it all inside
It was driving me insane

It’s loose and it’s free
It’s a little bit of me

It’s just a little bit of…

Pieces keep on breaking loose
They don’t fit in they have no use
Inside of me
I try to run
No matter where I end up I am always there
In spite of me

It’s just a little bit of…

What’s that smell?
What’s that sound?
Ohh, here he comes, yeah, he’s comin’ around
Hold the meatloaf, forget the bills
Run for cover you better run for the hills

Everybody get inside
You’d better turn out all the lights
Everybody run and hide
You’d better shoot out all the lights
I’m loose and I’m free
It’s a little bit of me

©1997 Gunnar Madsen Mop Mop Music, ASCAP
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