Now he sets up his page like he had paid someone To curry belief But it only seemed to worsen, only seemed to worsen That's what he done He said, I ain't gonna work for no one else to choose A mile in his shoes Now I need a new pair son, now I need a new pair, son That's you done Ah, yeah that's you done Yeah, that's you done, oh Mm, well that's you done ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And he held out a map for a new friend he found Who sighed with relief And said, "I've come for the ransom" Said, "I've come for the ransom And your harpoon gun" And he looks at the world through anaesthesic shades With a scratch on the lens He said, "Now I need a new pair son, then I'll be a new person" That's you done Oh, ooh, that's you done Yeah, that's you done Mm, that's you done