(I want to say) It's my second hand wonder  A thing that recovers the doubt  (Slim door) Like a rainstorm, you've got to do what you want and say it  It's of my design assembled at the cut  (Slim door)  It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel  (You go down, down, down, down) (Slim door)  It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel  (You go down, down, down, down)  Harness your hopes to the folks  With the liquor with the ropes  Red, red ropes, periscopes  They've got everything will ever need  Stored under the chair  Simmer, simmer, simmer down  Simmer, simmer, simmer down  Don't waste your precious breath explaining  That you are worthwhile  Simmer, simmer, simmer down  Simmer, simmer, simmer down  Be patient and I'll let you see my  Carrot rope, feed my thrill  I got beat by weather  Carrot rope, feed my thrill  I got beat by weather  Carrot rope, feed my thrill  It's time to get me off of the ground  The wicket keeper is down (the wicked keep us down?)  Hey little boy, would you like to know what's in my pocket or not  It's no ploy, it's no gimmick  It's the chance of a lifetime to see  something that's never seen by mere mortals (Except me  And myself)  And sweet I, so what do you say?  Would you like to play 20 questions with me?  A little, little Christian lie  A little, little Christian lie  Debating if it's time to drop the bomb on you, my dear  A little, little Christian lie  A little, little Christian lie  Let's get down to brass tacks and start it  A carrot rope, feed my thrill  I got beat by weather  A carrot rope, feed my thrill  I got beat by weather  Carrot rope, feed my thrill  It's time to get me off of the grounds  The wicket keeper is down  The wicked keeper is down  And he gets me off of the grounds (Leg)