This has been an unmitigated disaster
This has been an unmitigated disaster
Tell me what to do to put things right
Tell me what to do and I'll get right on it
What do you know son, what do you know
What do you know boy, what do you know
What do you know son, what do you know
What do you know boy, what do you know
Well you can pull down my fifth column
You've always had your eyes on what passes for a prize
You've kept their wits about you
And I'm surprised that you've hidden your ways
For this long at least
What do you know boy
She's been looking, for me
Looking with eyes of passion and lust
Because she knows, the whole truth
That knives are only weapons of the flesh
'Cause eagles soar, and fall
The only question is the holder of the net
Fool me once, and blame falls
The second belies the coldness of the hearth