I want to say
It's my second-hand wonder
A thing that recovers the doubt
Slim like a rainstorm (door)
It's of my design assembled at the cut (you've got to do what you want and say it)
Slim door (down)
It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel
Slim door
It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel (down, down, down, down, down)
Harness your hopes to the folks
With the liquor, with the ropes
Red, red ropes, periscopes
They've got everything you will ever need
Stored under the chair
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Don't waste your precious breath
Explaining that you are worthwhile
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Simmer, simmer, simmer down
Be patient and I'll let you see my
A carrot rope, feed my thrill
I got beat by weather
A carrot rope, feed my thrill
I got beat by weather
A carrot rope, feed my thrill
It's time to get me off of the ground
The wicket keeper is down
Hey little boy, would you like to know
What's in my pocket or not
It's no ploy, it's no gimmick
It's the chance of a lifetime to see
Something that's never seen by mere mortals (except me)
And myself
And sweet I, so what do you say?
Would you like to play 20 questions with me?
A little, little Christian lie
A little, little Christian lie
Debating if it's time
To drop the bomb on you, my dear
A little, little Christian lie
A little, little Christian lie
Let's get down to brass tacks and start it
A carrot rope, feed my thrill
I got beat by weather
A carrot rope, feed my thrill
I got beat by weather
A carrot rope, feed my thrill
It's time to get me off of the grounds
The wicket keeper is down
The wicket keeper is down
And he gets me off of the ground
(Leg)