[Verse 1]
Come on Mr. Christian
Hand me the jug
I won't take the boot
For a coward's salute
Not gonna weep now
[Verse 2]
Come on Mr. Christian
Hand me the plug
I've seen better heads
In animal beds
Let's go to sleep now
Better before however
Stereotypes kill time
And you're killing mine
You're killing mine
Come on Mr. Christian
Pity the light
Say goodnight
Tomorrow I shape up
(Or ship out)
