You're hanging tongue when you should be hanging ten. Knocking 'em back when you should be knocking 'em dead again. You're as good as they get when your 'stache ain't wet from Drinking off the company hose But that's how it goes. I'm talking to you, you high note hitters. Better quick turn into midnight quitters. Let the chinny-chin-chin hair splitters burn their oil. They're all amped up like summer camp With smoke pouring out of their nose But that's how it goes. Once affected, can't disconnect So you over-correct and try not to wreck. Once affected, can't disconnect So you over-correct and try not to wreck. Once affected can't disconnect it So you over-correct on the wrong trajectory. These high notes weren't gonna hit themselves, that's true. You had to shimmy up to reach the highest shelf 'Cause it's the only thing you knew how to do. You fell out of the nest And your life's a big mess But cleaning it up really blows And that's how it goes.