Don't do anything just stand there
Holding the line with man and boy
Shaking all hands
If I were a bad dog you'd all be dead
Six big strong boys of the lads
C chewed off a piece of Mary Magdalenes arms
While guardians wailed
"Oh for shame! For shame!"
I will tear the secret from your arms
And come boys out from that hat
I cannot see your feet
Come on my lucky lads
You don't want to live forever
As I live and breathe as if in danger
Or as if in doubt
Ran in circles screaming "shout"
If I were a bad dog you'd all be dead
Crucified I thought you were dead
