Sometimes you’d better know who your friends are Sometimes that’s the one thing you can’t do Once again among my fellow townsmen After I’ve wasted most of my youth
Nothing is shaking and I Want to have my job back This time my sense of pride Won’t stand in the way I’ve lost that long ago
Takes courage to say I’ve been mistaken I’ve been an idiot for years Now I speak in a lower voice to blend in I try not to dress up queer
Nothing is shaking and I Want to have my job back This time my sense of pride Won’t stand in the way I’ve lost that long ago
Nothing is shaking but the leaves on the trees And I want some tar and feathers No, no, nothing but the leaves on the trees Lash me with your leather I’ve made a fool of myself
Nothing is shaking and I Want to have my job back This time my sense of pride Won’t stand in the way I’ve lost that long ago
