Letra da Música Stop Trying To Tie Me de Foetus

i am the man with the golden arm
i got legs of steel and a platinum palm
i'm the b-b-b-b-baritone of the works
and needles and pins make me feel berserk
my life is rife with nobody's strife
cos it's my wife and it's my life
don't look at my eyes, watch your possessions
cos i have to have cash to retain my position

stop tryin' to tie me to the tracks
(jack jack jack jack me up!)

there are certain things that i try not to do
like hangin' round the bathroom turnin' blue
i've shaken hands with saint vitus
cos i got the mellow yellow of hepatitus
i'm the mellow man with the melody
i make all of my deliveries c.o.d.
i don't have to try to play to win
cos i got a little thing called heroin

stop tryin' to tie me to the tracks
(jack jack jack jack me up!)

i'm the de-destroyer not an el el lawyer
down the rapids and thru the ravine
in the sewer tonight
wrap your body up tight
while i answer your every bad dream
and if you think that's nuthin go to e.f. hutton
everybody'll hear what you said
but if you take my advice and shut it up twice
and find yourself another bed
well i'm t-t-tellin ya not short sellin' ya
shake ma hand and kissa ma boot
and if you feel inferior go to algeria
and buy a white flannel suit
my prognosis is your neurosis
new roses for me and mine
and if you feel real ill and you can't sit still
lock the doors 'til the wintertime

stop tryin' to tie me to the tracks
(jack jack jack jack me up!)

stop tryin' to tie me....stop tryin' to tie me
stop tryin' to tie me....stop tryin' to tie me

yeah.....i am the man with the golden arm
i got legs of steel and a platinum palm
i'm the b-b-b-b-baritone of the works
and needles and pins make me feel berserk
my life is rife with nobody's strife
cos it's my wife and it's my life
don't look at my eyes, watch your possessions
cos i have to have cash to retain my position

stop tryin' to tie me to the tracks
(jack jack jack jack me up!)

there are certain things i try not to do
like hangin' round the bathroom turnin' blue
i've shaken hands with saint vitus
cos i got the mellow yellow of hepatitus
i'm the mellow man with the malady
i make all of my deliveries c.o.d.
i don't have to try to play to win
cos i got a little thing called heroin

stop tryin' to tie me to the tracks
(jack jack jack jack me up!)

stop tryin' to tie me....stop tryin' to tie me
stop tryin' to tie me....stop tryin' to tie me
stop