The greased palms and the blood red vans

Twelve pound sledge for hands

The pancake and the rat-tail braid

A cool million in the shade



The bleached eyes and the blood red lips

The tattoos and those fingertips

I loved the voice but I hated those words



I'm through steppin' out the loop

I'm through jumpin' through the hoop

And you don't be blue

That's you

Barker of the dupes



The black heart like a blood filled keg

The pie-hole to the hollow leg

The tree trunk full of poison gas

Hey man, you can kiss my ass



I'm through steppin' out the loop

I'm through jumpin' through the hoop

And you don't be blue

That's you

Barker of the dupes



The red rings and the crooked neck

The dim bulb, the nervous wreck

The chump punk with a skeleton key

Hey! That chump is me



I'm through steppin' out the loop

I'm through jumpin' through the hoop

And you don't be blue

That's you

Barker of the dupes