Placing The Blame (Album Version)

Yesterday, I met the postman

Bringing packages from England

I smiled, as to not provoke him

Then asked "what's up with the gun, man?"

It's been so hot in here for days, the ice cream's melting

Given the means and the ways, the sex is helping

I lost directions to the microwaving meals

And my Captain and Tennille

"Now, I try to keep my head above my shoes

Especially in front of new wave hairdos"

A dying man said to me, with his dead lips

Selling crack in Eubonics, oh

As not to offend, or annoy, or strike a bad note

As not to damage, or destroy, or say a bad word

I gave directions to the nearest coffee shop

So maybe he'd stop, so maybe he'd stop

Wake up world, it's time to go

'Cause this life can bring you down, so down

Wake up world it's time to go

And turn around the opposite way

Are you man enough, are you man enough

Are you man enough to take the blame for this?

Are you man enough, are you man enough

Are you man enough to take the blame for this?

Are you man enough, are you man enough

Are you man enough to take the blame for this?

Are you man enough, are you man enough

Are you man enough to take the blame for this?

Are you man enough, are you man enough

Are you man enough to take the blame for this?

Are you man enough to take the blame for this?