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