Hey you say you like the way the cowboys tip their hats and say

"How's it going man?"

But you're never quite clear if their glares

Are sincere or really only just second hand

To you it's all roses, it's a lavender haze

The man is a marvel, it's a shame about his brains

But that's okay you say he's got straight teeth and it's good sex

You look to the sky, you look to the man

You claim innocence and not to understand

Or do you?

Or do you?

There's a big man wearing a white suit and patent leather shoes

He wants to take his monkeys to see the kids at the zoo

'Cause the gypsy on the corner said "Hey mister, you can't lose"

And it's your first day at the track, you feel that heat on your back

We all want to find a way to beat the system

Find some rhythm in the madness

Get down on your knees and pray

Say "I'll do whatever you want God, just let me have my way"

Well will you?

Will you?

Come on all you merry men, rattle your cries

Dance with the devil for tomorrow will surely

Hey, hey, blow the men down

You with all your cigarettes and cool stares

Filled with blank glares and loaded regrets

Just like the girls today with nothing to say

No more pigtails and pony rides

They're sophisticated, they sip on lattes

And have their eyes on a bigger prize

We shake our fists and say "Well good golly we're mad"

The God who kills children with our very own hands

We claim innocence and not to understand

Or do we?

Or do we?

Come on all you merry men, rattle your cries

Dance with the devil for tomorrow will surely

Hey, hey, blow the men down

We'll blow the men down