Now he sets up his page like he had paid someone
To curry belief
But it only seemed to worsen, only seemed to worsen
Thats what he done
He said, I aint 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
Thats you done
Ah, yeah thats you done
Yeah, thats you done, oh
Mm, well thats 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, Ive come for the ransom
Said, Ive 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 Ill be a new person
Thats you done
Oh, ooh, thats you done
Yeah, thats you done
Mm, thats you done