Jack Your Dead Songtext
von Nancy and Beth
Jack Your Dead Songtext
When you got no more assurance
Than a great big hunk of lead
If you don′t respond to romance
Jack, you're dead
When a chick is smilin′ at ya
Even though there's nothin' said
You stand there like a statue
Jack, you′re dead
You been always kickin′
But you stubbed your toe
When you ups and kicks the bucket
Just like ole man, Mose
When you get no kicks from lovin'
And you blow your top instead
It′s a fact that you ain't livin′
Jack, you're dead
(Woah! Aw girl I′m gonna start dancin' now!
I'm gonna spin all the way to the roof!
Woah!! I′m gonna try do the splits girl!
Oh I bet that was a triple pirouette!
Oh yeah! Oh girl you′re like 25 feet off the ground!)
When you just ain't got nobody
Since you gone and lost your head
Rigor mortis has set in, daddy
Jack, you′re dead
What's the use of havin′ muscles
If your life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles
Jack, you′re dead
You been always kickin'
But you stubbed your toes
When you ups and kicks the bucket
Just like ole man, Mose
When you get no kicks from lovin'
And the news begin to spread
All the cats will holler, "Murder"
Jack, you′re dead
All the breath has leaked out of you
When your friends gather round the bed
And look at you and say, "Mmmmm don′t he look natural?"
When that happens to you, daddy
Jack, you're dead
Than a great big hunk of lead
If you don′t respond to romance
Jack, you're dead
When a chick is smilin′ at ya
Even though there's nothin' said
You stand there like a statue
Jack, you′re dead
You been always kickin′
But you stubbed your toe
When you ups and kicks the bucket
Just like ole man, Mose
When you get no kicks from lovin'
And you blow your top instead
It′s a fact that you ain't livin′
Jack, you're dead
(Woah! Aw girl I′m gonna start dancin' now!
I'm gonna spin all the way to the roof!
Woah!! I′m gonna try do the splits girl!
Oh I bet that was a triple pirouette!
Oh yeah! Oh girl you′re like 25 feet off the ground!)
When you just ain't got nobody
Since you gone and lost your head
Rigor mortis has set in, daddy
Jack, you′re dead
What's the use of havin′ muscles
If your life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles
Jack, you′re dead
You been always kickin'
But you stubbed your toes
When you ups and kicks the bucket
Just like ole man, Mose
When you get no kicks from lovin'
And the news begin to spread
All the cats will holler, "Murder"
Jack, you′re dead
All the breath has leaked out of you
When your friends gather round the bed
And look at you and say, "Mmmmm don′t he look natural?"
When that happens to you, daddy
Jack, you're dead
Writer(s): Dick Miles, Walter Bishop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com