Jack, You're Dead

When you've got no more assurance than a great big hunk of lids, if you don't respond to romance, Jack you dead. When a chick is smiling at you, even though there's nothing said, if you stand there like a statue, Jack you dead.

You've been always kicking, but you stubbed your toes When you up some kicks to bucket, just like old man molds When you get no kicks from loving, and you blow your top instead It's a fact that you ain't living, Jack you dead If you just ain't got nobody, since you gone and lost your head, rigor models are set in

daddy, Jack you dead. What's the use of having muscles when your life hangs by thread? If you ain't got no red car puzzles, Jack you dead. You've been always kicking, but you stubbed your toes When you upped some kicks to bucket, just like goldman mose When you get no kicks from loving, and the news begin to spread

All the cats will holler, what a! Jack you dead, all the breath is leaked out of you When your friends gather round the bed, look at you and say, Mm-mm, don't he look natural. When that happens to you, daddy?

Jack, you dead. Stop! Ah! Ah!