If you've got a friend that you want messed up

Just meet me on the corner by the tail of the pup2

I'll be there soon if you'll wait a while

It'll be just one punch for my « patients (patience?) »

And a drawer full of dirty shirts

We'll find out just who hurts¨c¨c'cause



Chorus:

Bing can't walk

Bob broke both his legs

Bing can't walk

Bob broke both his legs







You're the one that i'll remember most of all tonight

Someone let go of my string, i'm fallin' down like a broken kite

Who's to say, and who's to know¨c¨cthey don't know what i know

There's something out there floatin' free

Anything i had is tangled up in the branches of a hangman's tree





Chorus repeat





Like a punch in the face or a kick in the groin

There's nothin' goin' down¨c¨cgoin' down but the dollar and the coin





Greasy little fingers point to ugly little lies

Hide them in a hope chest in an attic in van nuys

Trusted friendships can go sour¨c¨cbetrayal in the midnight hour

Just remember¨c¨ci hate to lose





There's something out there floatin' free

Anything i had is tangled up in the branches of a hangman's tree¨c¨c'cause





Bing can't walk

Bing can't walk





Chorus repeat





A touch of sin could break your back

Or scramble up your eggs





But then i've got a personal code

I just hit 'em on the head, throw 'em in a trunk,

And then i drive on down the road

Ha.




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