Kweder Kovers

The way that he laughed,
Made you want to toss his coins,
Flip his coins, hold his coins.
The way that he threw his life at you,
Made you only want to join,
You want to join?, it's for free.

So why don't we ask him?
Why don't we ask him?
Why don't we all do a song?
An old melody that I learned off the telephone.

I heard he drives on cop car courses,
Testing against legitimate surrounding forces.
Forcing the good right out of the bad,
But collecting all the resources.

Madame's are standing in line in the vestibule,
Just hoping, waiting, cursing for a little glimpse.
The tenants are shackled to the schools in Brooklyn,
But none of it amounts to makin' that much sense.

The state of affairs is really lousy,
Can't you tell? Take a peek at the moon,
As we side-step our way,
Through this one-way side-show ... soon.

So why is he wiping,
The sweat right off of his face? (your face, that face)
Is he taking pandemonium...
And slamming it back into place? (this place, that place)

And she will come a little closer,
Closer from her point of view.
And she will scream that you are a winner,
To the loser if he happens to be you.

Madame's keep standing in line in the vestibule,
They're all hoping, waiting and praying for a little glimpse.
The tenants broke shackles in the schools in Brooklyn,
And all of it is beginning to make a lot of sense.

Tonight, this place it ought to be shaking,
And we'll do our best to remain in tune.
As we break into a brand new pair,
Of them old, old, old... rhythm and blues!

[Instrumental Vamp]

The state of affairs is really lousy,
You can tell - just look at the moon,
As we side-step our way,
Through this one-way side-show... soon.

[Band shouts until fade]
THE PANDEMONIUM SCARE
THE PANDEMONIUM SCARE
THE PANDEMONIUM SCARE
THE PANDEMONIUM SCARE
THE PANDEMONIUM SCARE
THE PANDEMONIUM SCARE