If you've got a friend that you want messed up
Just meet me on the corner by the tail of the pup2
I'll be there soon if you'll wait a while
It'll be just one punch for my « patients (patience? ) »
And a drawer full of dirty shirts
We'll find out just who hurtscc'causeChorus:
Bing can't walk
Bob broke both his legs
Bing can't walk
Bob broke both his legsYou're the one that I'll remember most of all tonight
Someone let go of my string, I'm fallin' down like a broken kite
Who's to say, and who's to knowccthey don't know what I know
There's something out there floatin' free
Anything I had is tangled up in the branches of a hangman's treeChorus repeatLike a punch in the face or a kick in the groin
There's nothin' goin' downccgoin' down but the dollar and the coinGreasy little fingers point to ugly little lies
Hide them in a hope chest in an attic in van nuys
Trusted friendships can go sourccbetrayal in the midnight hour
Just remembercci hate to loseThere's something out there floatin' free
Anything I had is tangled up in the branches of a hangman's treecc'causeBing can't walk
Bing can't walkChorus repeatA touch of sin could break your back
Or scramble up your eggsBut then I've got a personal code
I just hit 'em on the head, throw 'em in a trunk,
And then I drive on down the road
Ha.