Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On)

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 I'm too thin Won't you breathe with me? Find a little space So we move in-between In-between it 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 And I'm a tumbler I'm a government man Never seen anything like that before Falling bodies tumble 'cross the floor Well, I'm a tumbler When you get to where you wanna be Thank you! Thank you! When you get to where you wanna be Well, don't even mention it Oh, 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 I got time 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 Thank you, thank you Won't you breathe with me? Find a little space So we move in-between I'm so thin And keep one step ahead of yourself I'm catching up with myself All I want is to breathe Won't you breathe with me? Hands of a government man 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! All I want is to breathe Won't you breathe with me?