Hey, you say you like the way
The cowboys tip their hats and say
"How's it going ma'am?"
But you're never quite clear
If their glares are sincere
Or really only just second hand
To you it's all voices
Its a lavender haze
The man is a marvel
But it's a shame about his brains
But that's OK
You say "he's got straight teeth
And it's good sex"
You look to the sky
You look to the man
You claim innocence
And not to understand
Or do you?
Do you?
There's a big mad wearing a white suit
And patent leather shoes
He want to take his monkeys
To see the kids at the zoo
Cause the gypsy on the corner said
"Hey, Mister you can't lose"
And it's your first day at the track
You feel that heat on your back
We all want to find a way to beat the system
Find some rhythm in the madness
Get down on your knees and pray
Say, "I'll do whatever you want, God
Just let me have my way"
Well will you?
Will you?
Come on all you merry men
Rally your cry
Dance with the devil
For tomorrow we'll surely
Hey, hey
Blow the men down
You with all your cigarettes and cool stares
Filled with blank glares and loaded regrets
Just like the girls today with nothing to say
No more pigtails and pony rides
They're sophisticated
They sip on lattes
And have their eyes on a bigger prize
We shake our fists and say
"Well good golly we're mad
That God kills children
With our very own hands"
We claim innocence
And not to understand
Or do we?
Do we?
Come on all you merry men
Rally your cry
Dance with the devil
For tomorrow we'll surely
Hey, hey
Blow the men down
Blow the men down
Hey