The Wolfgang Press - Sweatbox lyrics

(Breath breath) I'm not going to take it lying down I'm not going to face my head in the ground anymore I said see me in the fall See see see see see me walk Here comes the strawman Here comes the bad man Here comes a good man Here comes a cccccc It's godhead godhead Here comes the strawman It's godhead, it's godhead I'm in a sweatbox Here comes the sweatbox I'm in a sweatbox I've been away Tell me why I feel this way And tell me why I have no faith Shove it in the ceiling And post when the wife's away Shove it in the ceiling And I'll send it to the wife today I'll send... I won't take it lying down I won't face it since you ran away away Sweet sweet sweet Shake it down to the ground Shake it down down down I am the mad man, I am the strawman I could be evil, I could be wild as sin I could be your saint I put a spell on you I put a spell on you Ooh I could be ah Yeah shake! Oh shake up down inside in I put a spell on you And tell me why I feel this way And tell me why I sing this way This way I put a spell on you I am in a sweatbox I put a spell on you Oh you strange fruit from the trees Strange dreams I am the strawman I am the bad man, I am the good man So shake, so shake shake shake...