Lick Your Fingers Clean

Lick your i'll see you at the weighing in

When your life's sum-total's made.

And you set your wealth in godly deeds

Against the sins you've laid.

So place your final burden

On your hard-pressed next of kin:

Send the chamber pot back down the line

To be filled up again.

Take your mind off your election

And try to get it straight.

And don't pretend perfection ---

You'll be crucified too late.

And he'll say you really should make the deal

As he offers round the hat.

Well, you'd better lick your fingers clean, i thank you all for that.

And as you join the good ship earth

And you mingle with the dust

Be sure to leave your underpants

With someone you can trust.

And the hard-headed social worker who bathes his hands in blood

Will welcome you with arms held high

And cover you with mud.

And he'll say you really should make the deal

As he offers round the hat.

Well, you'd better lick your fingers clean, i thank you all for that.


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