Too Much Rope Lyrics

  When the sleigh is heavy
  And the timber wolves are getting bold
  You look at you companions
  And test the water of their friendship
  With your toe
  They significantly edge
  Closer to the gold
  Each man has his price Bob
  And yours was pretty low
  History is short the sun is just a minor star
  The poor man sells his kidneys
  In some colonial bazaar
  Ce sera sera
  Is that your new Ferrari car
  Nice but I think I'll wait for the F50
  You don't have to be a Jew
  To disapprove of murder
  Tears burn our eyes
  Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope
  Preacher or poet who was it wrote
  Give any one species too much rope
  And they'll fuck it up
  And last night on TV
  A Vietnam vet
  Takes his beard and his pain
  And his alienation twenty years
  Back to Asia again
  Sees the monsters they made
  In formaldehyde floating 'round
  Meets a gook on a bike
  A good little tyke
  A nice enough guy
  With the same soldier's eyes
  Tears burn my eyes
  What does it mean
  This tearjerking scene
  Beamed into my home
  That it moves me so much
  Why all the fuss
  It's only two humans being
  It's only two humans being
  Tears burn my eyes
  What does it mean
  This tender TV
  This tearjerking scene
  Beamed into my home
  You don't have to be a Jew
  To disapprove of murder
  Tears burn in our eyes
  Moslem or Christian Mullah or Pope
  Preacher or poet who was it wrote
  Give any one species too much rope
  And they'll fuck it up