Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On)

Take a look at these hands
Take a look at these hands
The hand speaks
The hand of a government man
Well, I'm a tumbler
Born under punches
I'm so thin
All I want is to breathe
I'm too thin
Won't you breathe with me?
Find a little space
So we move in-between
In-between it
And keep one step ahead of yourself
Don't you miss it, don't you miss it
Some of you people just about missed it
Last time to make plans
And I'm a tumbler
I'm a government man
Never seen anything like that before
Falling bodies tumble 'cross the floor
Well, I'm a tumbler
When you get to where you wanna be
Thank you! Thank you!
When you get to where you wanna be
Well, don't even mention it
Oh, take a look at these hands
They're passing in-between us
Take a look at these hands
Take a look at these hands
You don't have to mention it
No, thanks
I'm a government man
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
And the heat goes on where the hand has been
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
And the heat goes on
I got time
And the heat goes on
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
And the heat goes on, where the hand has been
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
I'm not a drowning man
And I'm not a burning building
I'm a tumbler
Drowning cannot hurt a man
Fire cannot hurt a man
Not the government man
All I want is to breathe
Thank you, thank you
Won't you breathe with me?
Find a little space
So we move in-between
I'm so thin
And keep one step ahead of yourself
I'm catching up with myself
All I want is to breathe
Won't you breathe with me?
Hands of a government man
Find a little space
So we move in-between
And keep one step ahead of yourself
Don't you miss it! Don't you miss it!
All I want is to breathe
Won't you breathe with me?