You
cooked me with your fish in a barrel
I bet you thought I'd drown in your stew
Bare are my bones on like a dog you chew
On your throne you're better
Better pitch all you own in the well you wish in
They said I
I didn't have the mind to reject your proposition
Get on fruition baby
It's not tradition
It just runs in the family
And I'm such a handyman
Yeah yeah
Oh oh my my my my
Unconscionable ways you put a man down
Neurotic she drones on your avenue
You're set in your tracks but I will run you through
With my new human condition
Yeah they said I'd
I'd never revive such a
Such a fallible mission
Get on fruition baby
It's not tradition
It just runs in the family
And I'm such a handyman
Room for the faint and wary hearted
I'm moving everybody two by two
It’s the end of the line
Well in your half a mind come on get your
Eggman and coo-coo-ca-choo
Get on fruition baby
It's not tradition
It just runs in the family
And I'm such a handyman |