I Hear the Ax Swinging

See that bridge on the ramp's your man You're gonna roll that boat and your thought's analytic Aw, and the lamb's your plan You go to Red Stick and I'll call your bluff Don't you wait, it won't be for sure I'm a Cadillac, you aimless DeSoto Deep, deep on the pillow, sleep You're in a blue state, don't scratch the rough Oh! You shot your man And he dropped, you ran And you beat it with a water gun I hear, hear the ax swinging I hear, hear the ax swinging, man I hear, hear the ax swinging I hear, hear the ax swinging, man Canine appetite, roam the line In the mini-mart, don't scrape the rind off Round up, bound out the van Like a snowman throwing away the trope Brеak the shackles of the teenagе scene Let's reach the beach, like the Fixx and Schilling Slim like Roger Grimsby Yes, be free like Rita Dove Oh! You missed your plane But you must remain Eating bones and a bridal veil I hear, hear the ax swinging I hear, hear the ax swinging, man I hear, hear the ax swinging I hear, hear the ax swinging, man How can I do it? I can't not Rama V, Rama IX, El Hacedor and Ragnarok Stat-juker, over eight miles of books Better Waverly, the wave you took I bought a pair of pliers at the Jot 'Em Down Roundabout (Yes) and I skid into the turnaround What you want to do? What you want to do? I hear, hear the ax swinging (Oh!) I hear, hear the ax swinging, man I hear, hear the ax swinging I hear, hear the ax swinging, man I hear, hear the ax swinging (Oh!) I hear, hear the ax swinging, man I hear, hear the ax swinging (Oh!) I hear, hear the ax swinging, man