Count them on your fingers

With fingers left to spare

Turn your head, blink your eyes

They're no longer there

Two men, Two men

Drinking in the corner

Waiting for their wish

Shooting for the young ones

Barrels full of fish

Two men, Two men



Printed in the papers

News that you can trust

Dresses us in stretch-pants

Covers us with dust

There were two men

There were two men

There were two men

And three of us



Take it slow and steady

Toughen up your heart

Take longer to get ready

You're further from the start

Two men, Two men

Waking in the new world

With men who have to breed

Breaking in the new girl

Johnny Appleseed

Two men, Two men



Shorter in the saddle

Smaller in the bust

Kept away from battles

Anything can rust

There were two men

There were two men

There were two men

And three of us



Some go out too often

Some come on too slick

Some speak really softly

(But carry a big stick)

Some of us are graying

Some of them are bald

None of us are chosen

But all of us are called



Knit another sweater

Pick another flower

Dream of getting better

Not older by the hour

Two men, Two men

Take it like an eyesore

Disposable and quick

Fewer men to die for

More of us to pick

Two men, Two men



Heed the living legend

Feeding off his lust

Leads us to the edge and

Throws a little crust

There were two men

There were two men

There were two men.....