verse 1:

took a swallow
it didnt taste too bad
went to follow
like homer’s iliad

they said id learn the words
to all the pretty songs theyre singing
just in case i brought a rope
but didnt know whod end up swinging

at the end we’ll all be swinging


chorus:

lets wear it round the neck
like crucifix of new religion
dont take no mind it tightens up
the same stool pigeon

verse 2:
had a taste
the kool aid’s kind of fruity
youll run the good race
but end up kind of moody
i know you’ll like the moves
of pretty dancers hot and clinging
just in case best bring a rope
you never know who’ll end up swinging

at the end we’ll all be swinging.