Call in a favour Come and take a look Better tell the preacher Better bring his book They say she's been touched And now she's rolling in the mud I've got a sinner in my blood I've been lonely and baby you're a lion Eat my heart out, save me from the sighing I ain't budgin' for no fool man ‘Cause no fool man can move So put me in a room And swallow down the key Render me a wordless Muted amputee I'll turn them padded walls
Into fire wood ‘Cause I've got a nomad in my blood Chorus So praise all o' them husbands Drunk on apathy Hail to them women Breathin' ennui I' been savin' A lap dance for the judge ‘Cause I got a razor in my blood Chorus You keep me tied up To a hitchin' post I'll take my clothes off And offer up a toast This one's for the funny bones Who make the bad look good I got a poet in…