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Heaven help the man that said, "Help me, I think I'm dead, |
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But wait a while, I'm not completely sure." |
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But then he didn't speak up so we laid him down, buried him six feet under ground, |
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Oh what on earth did he think his mouth was for? |
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Don't talk to him about life about life and death: |
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We know a part but he knows the rest. |
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Hats off to the man who said he could when he couldn't. |
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He didn't get away with it: |
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He never hurt nobody but his face did fit. |
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The frame in which he was set up, running out of time, running out of luck, |
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Well what on earth did he think his mouth was for? |
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Don't talk to him about truth and lies: |
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Oh if he's six feet tall he's half the size. |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't take, no. |
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And damn the man who said that he was right, (I'm right!) not quite. |
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Hairy arms and sweaty palms, never had no trouble turning on the charms. |
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Heaven help the man who said, "I know, it's in my head, |
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But wait a while, I'm not completely sure. |
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But I know what's mine's my own and what's yours is mine. |
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And I'm telling you no, no for the thirteenth time. |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't take my hope. |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. |
