Jack is in the garden
Jill is on her own
There's a tree on a hill
And there's a storm
Tree on a hill
Blowing down, blowing down
The boys are in the pool hall
They sing a song
It's mack the knife
And all the misconceptions
Are the whirling wind
All the misquotations
Are the whirling wind
They sing
Yes, yes
Good deeds are like dirty rags now

I don't wanna be president
I don't wanna be anything
I just wanna be in one piece
It's an eye for an eye
Oh let go
I don't want to hurt you but
I know it's bad
And sometimes it's good to be bad
Let the stupid people wait
Because
They've locked that great gate now
Good deeds are like dirty rags

I know she waits
Breath held for him
Hands trembling
I know she waits there
I know she'll be gone soon from me
I know shell be
What can I do now
I know she's there
Train comes for her
Breath held for him
What can I do now
I know she'll be gone soon from me
I know she'll be
What can I do
Yes now
Good deeds are like dirty rags

What can I do
Mother don't be angry
Mother don't be sad
Good deeds are like dirty rags
It's not your fault
I turned turned out this way
Good deeds are like dirty rags
It's just when they make me feel small
It's like a red rag to a bull
And when they make me feel small
It's like a red rag to a bull

How many wise men does it take
To bring three gifts
Do you know, do you know
How many wise men did it take
To bring three gifts
You don't know, you don't know
Mother don't be angry
It's just another dying
Now good deeds are like dirty rags
Mother don't be angry
Mother don't be sad
It's just
Good deeds are like dirty rags

Why preach to me
Why preach to me
Now good deeds are like dirty rags
Filthy tongues say
What have you done today, today
Rhino is a coming, Rhino is a coming
Ostrich got his head in the sand
When my bed smells
Of too many eyed girls
Ostrich got his head in the sand
Good Golly miss Molly
You sure like to ball
You sure like to ball
Train, train
Train coming round the bend
Took my baby
But you never will again