Hey, you say you like the way The cowboys tip their hats and say "How's it goin', ma'am?" But you're never quite clear If their glares are sincere Or really only just second hand To you, it's all roses It's a lavender haze The man is a marvel It's a shame about his brains But that's okay, you say "He's got straight teeth And it's good sex"
You look to the sky You look to the man You claim innocence And not to understand Or do you? Do you?
There's a big man wearing a white suit And patent leather shoes He wants to take his monkeys To see the kids at the zoo 'Cause the gypsy on the corner said "Hey, mister, you can't lose" And it's your first day at the track You feel that heat on your back We all want to find a way To beat the system Find some rhythm in the madness
Get down on your knees and pray Say, "I'll do whatever you want, God Just let me have my way" Well, will you? Will you?
Come on all you merry men Rally your cry Dance with the devil For tomorrow we'll surely Hey, hey, blow the men down
You with all your cigarettes And cool stares Filled with blank glares And loaded regrets Just like the girls today With nothing to say No more pigtails and pony rides They're sophisticated They sip on lattes and have their eyes On a bigger prize
We shake our fists and say "Well, good golly, we're mad That God kills children With our very own hands" We claim innocence And not to understand Or do we? Do we?
Come on all you merry men Rally your cry Dance with the devil For tomorrow we'll surely Hey, hey, blow the men down Blow the men down Hey, heyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
