Humming to himself as he,
Is thinking of his latest debts,
Juggling some numbered thoughts,
Wondering what might come next,
And swears he won't,
Ever stop,
Unless he wants which
He surely does not,
Oh, Jim, John, Jackie, and Susie Q,
They mind their manners but so do you,
While we breathe all of these words that make no sense,
Humming to himself as he,
Is thinking of his latest debts,
Juggling some numbered thoughts,
Wondering what might come next,
And swears he's right,
Though he's convinced himself it is,
Working in an upscale place,
She's thinking of her son's demise,
On his epitaph a doctor's bill,
She puts off for another time,
And swears she won't,
Ever stop,
Unless she wants what
She surely does not,
Oh, Jim, John, Jackie, and Susie Q,
They mind their manners but so do you,
While we breathe all of these words that make no sense,
Not gonna see till my singing does me wrong,
Not gonna hear until the fires have burned on,
Not gonna know,
Not gonna know
Not gonna know,
Till the singing does me wrong.