Hang Time

Well my friend jud he was a fuddy-dud
Chewed his cud, was a stick in the mud
I swear he hated everyone
And he's bumming nickels and bumming dimes
But most of all you know he's just bumming time

And every day was a bad day
They walked out and on and over him
He was turning gray
Never knew love he gave up on hope
Stayed in bed and he stopped using soap was a dirty old man
But he never said poor little old me
Poor poor

Now one fine day he won the lottery
Instant millionaire without a care it didn't change a thing
Drove up to reno he lost everything at a roadside casino
You know he never made it into town
Where the bright lights trickle down
He was a casualty

Well he _____________________ and he ran out of food
And all he got was more lewd and crude
He was very rude
The only thing he hated worse than the city
Was charity and self pity he'd been around
I talked to him that's what i found

He was a casualty

Poor little old me
Poor poor casualty

He's a stranger to authority.
Welcome to the minority.
It'snot someplace you have to go,
It's not something you have toknow.
Don't do this, don't touch that. hey,
Draw the line ????
I'll speak my mind,
Maybe i'll wait for another time.
Sometimes you get close to those who wait,
Sometimes it makes you hesitate.
Some folks find more humanity,
Some folks find more than sanity.
Don't do this, don't do that, don't try this,
Don't do that, don't try this, don't touch that.
Hey, do it for the last time.
By the weight of the world coming down,
Down on,down on up to me.
Down on up to me, wait for another time.
When you look down on me,
I get so uppity, starting my own army
Just me and my friends,
Said you better get ready.
Ha, ha, ha.
Coming down, down on,
Down on up to me, down on up to me.
Coming down, down on,
Down on up to me,
Down on up to - though it might just come down to trust,
It sometimes just comes down to lust,
That's just one person's point of view.

Marionette i haven't met you yet
I hear you're good i hear you're made out of wood
Not quite as blind as you might think she'd be
____________ they run as deep as a tree

And they cut off your wings and replaced them with strings
Now the strings attach to everything
It's twisted and tangled and troubled with anger
But somehow you still swing

Tried all my tricks i tried to steal a kiss
Splinters and slivers stuck all over my lips
She thinks she must be doing something wrong
They pull the strings and then they string you along

And they cut off your wings and replaced them with strings
Now the strings attach to everything
It's twisted and tangled but i've got an angle
On just what makes you swing
Hanging by a string

____________________________________
She is wearing thin

She's up to ________________ sometimes _________________________
Know the boss he makes her do things his way
So why do you think she's so scared of you
What do you think makes her that way
When push comes to shove she'll push and shove

It doesn't always have to be this way
She's saving up for a vacation somewhere

Why do you think she's so scared of you
What do you think makes her that way
When push comes to shove she'll push and shove
It's very hard work when you don't get paid

And they cut off your wings and replaced them with strings

Twiddly dee fe fi fo fum
There's a giant sleeping and his pants are undone
He shows no pity for anyone
He's sure to be killed before the morning comes

Twiddle my fingers and i twiddle my thumb
'cause i ain't gonna quit 'til my work is all done
I'm a high society skid row bum
Well on my way to kingdom come

I twiddle in the middle of the moon and sun
I'm wishing and dreaming i'm a special someone
Don't leave my load on anyone
It's way too high and it weighs a ton

Do re mi fe fi fo fum
I'm a slave to the music of a father and son
I never force it on anyone
Can't keep it a secret so i keep it on the run

They may say what they say about the way that we stay
They may do what they do about the things that we do

Hey ________________ spill your rum
Ain't worried about the dumb things i done
Ain't worried about the dumb things to come
______________________ little bit of fun

Hey _______________________________________
Sometimes i wanna be friends with everyone
My friends tell me it can't be done
And some days i feel i don't know anyone

Now what goes up doesn't always come down
You'll never believe the things i've found
Amazing what you learn just hanging around
Can't put a square peg in a hole that's round

They may say what they say about the way that we stay
They may do what they do about the things that we do

Hey _______________________________
If we win or if we lose it's a pleasure to play
Work all night and i sleep all day
Just because i'm lucky i can live my own way

Thought i heard you screaming
And pulling out your hair
Furious and steaming
A state upon your stare

Don't you know
Dirt will find you and
Dirt reminds you that
Dirt will always be there
It's only
Dirt around you and
Dirt surrounds you and
Follows you everywhere

Here's a dirty joke, man
Filled with filth and smut
The heart of it, it sparkles
The more it can corrupt

Don't you know
Dirt can't hurt you
I'm truly certain
Usually washes out
Don't you know
Rain will wash out the
Stain and all of your
Pain will work itself out

Work it out

'fraid you've lost your innocence
To some-odd social scene
You're right on top
But you've been replaced
By a shiny new machine
And dirt keeps following you
And you don't know what it means
You're a little too clean
A little too clean
A little too clean

One day dirt will bury you and
You will understand
There is nothing much more than the
Ground on which you stand

Don't you know
Dirt will find you and
Dirt reminds you that
Dirt will always be there
It's only
Dirt around you and
Dirt surrounds you and
Follows you everywhere

'fraid you've lost your innocence
To some-odd social scene
You're right on top
But you've been replaced
By a shiny new machine
And dirt keeps following you
And you don't know what it means
You're a little too clean
A little too clean
A little too clean

Beggars and choosers

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Right before the aftermath, i saw where it would end.
They said it was an accident, i guess that all depends
On who you talk to and who you know,
And where you come from and where - where you go.
In your crowd of pushers and users, takers and loosers,
Beggars and beggars and beggars and choosers.

Your childhood days are over as you stuff your shirt and say
Made a choice it's wrong or right, it's this way i will stay.
You'll sell it to your children, you'll sell it to your wife.
Buying is your business, and selling is your life, it's your life.
The vultures are all circling around your ????.
Scavengers, evangalists will get to you some how.
Your mother and your ex-best friend, letters that you never send.

Your illegitamate children are coming for you now.
They're always dragging you down, it's looking like a showdown,
Between revenge and in the end you can't defend.
Can you try to imagine, a story that has no end?
I think you better steal it while you still understand it, and sell it to one of your friends.