See the man

The crushed up man

With the crushed up Carrolls packet in his hand

Doesn't seem to see or care

Or even understand

And all he says is:



F yez all, F yez all, F yez all



Once he stood in a bar room brawl

With a broken bottle in his hand

Screaming:



F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all



The coppers came

Dragged him away from his crucified Lord

Beat him up in a meat wagon

And they stood him up in court

And all he had to say was:



F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all



St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods

St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods



See the man,

The crushed up man

With the crushed up Carrolls packet in his hand

Doesn't seem to see or care

Or even understand

And all he says is:



F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all



St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods

F yez all, F yez all