Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Slow four, one, two, three, fourBless the father bless the son
Cross your heart 'cause you're the one
Collectin' moon-beams in the mornin'Curvy sticks and wooden poles
Assistin' you in pluggin' holes
Plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eyeThink about it, turn around
And go back to the quiet sound
Of Jim and Dan prancin' 'round the poolYou were the fool, and I feel sorry for you
You were the fool, but there's something you can doYou can wash your arm in a pool of mud
You can chop a tree, prevent a flood
You can speak with a turtle just by flippin' him aroundYou can build a boat and sail the sea
You can buy a moat and forge a key
Initiate the sequence, create catastropheI think about it turn around
And go back to the quiet sound
Of Jim and Dan prancin' 'round the poolYou were the fool and I feel sorry for you
You were the fool, but there's something you can doBless the father, bless the son
Cross your heart 'cause you're the one
Collectin' moon-beams in the mornin'Curvy sticks and wooden poles
Assistin' you in pluggin' holes
Plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eyeThink about it, turn around
And go back to the quiet sound
Of Jim and Dan prancin' 'round the poolYou were the fool, and I feel sorry for you
You were the fool, but there's something you can do
You were the fool