We don’t have real heads
Instead we got legs
Steal toed boots
Smash rubber chains
And I know your big secret
It’s caked on your face
She’ll lie if you let her
Nice then you play
What did he say?
What did he say?
At the back of your mind
There’s a pretty young girl
And I know that you’re better
Than most of this world
But your thick dumb lips
Tell a real dumb truth
Thick dumb lips
Tell a real dumb truth
What did he say?
What did he say?
I will leave you in the street
With the good boys where they meet
And all the drugs are smiling lines
I will tell on you
Just like the rest
I’ll tell on you.