Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On) [Live]

Take a look at these hands

Take a look at these hands

The hand speaks, the hand of a government man

Well I'm a tumbler born under punches, I'm so thin

All I want is to breathe

Won't you breathe with me?

Find a little space, so we move in-between

And keep one step ahead, of yourself

Don't you miss it, don't you miss it

Some of you people just about missed it

Last time to make plans

I'm a tumbler, I'm a government man

Never seen anything like that before

Falling bodies tumble 'cross the floor

(I said, "I'm a tumbler")

When you get to where you wanna be

(Don't even mention it)

When you get to where you wanna be

(Thank you, thank you!)

Take a look at these hands, they're passing in-between us

Take a look at these hands

Take a look at these hands, you don't have to mention it

No thanks, I'm a government man

And the heat goes on, and the heat goes on

And the heat goes on, and the heat goes on

And the heat goes on, where the hand has been

And the heat goes on, and the heat goes on

And the heat goes on, and the heat goes on

And the heat goes on, and the heat goes on

And the heat goes on, where the hand has been

And the heat goes on, and the heat goes on

I'm not a drowning man

And I'm not a burning building! I'm a tumbler

Drowning cannot hurt a man

Fire cannot hurt a man, not the government man

All I want is to breathe

(Breathe with me)

Won't you breathe with me?

Find a little space so we move in-between

And keep one step ahead of yourself

(I'm catching up with myself)

All I want is to breathe

(What, what?)

Won't you breathe with me?

Find a little space so we move in-between

And keep one step ahead of yourself