Hey, got my hands in my back pocket I'm a jumpin' Unscrewing the light from the socket And I'd rather stand than sit Puttin' all the people in the dark Tellin' everyone good night bye bye I put the sound Carryin' the truth in my back pocket My hands are holdin' me down I've been waiting for people to ask me What have you found I'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit I was dead before a gypsy She held my head and Fought with my boots till my eyes turned red I'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit Oh I'd rather stand than sit I've been down to the gutter Hopin' I've lived on honey and butter But with me a life's a game I call insane I'm not the one to blame I'm called insane I was hung when I was young I was named insane I'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit I broke all the laws before my age I'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit Yeah I'd rather stand than sit I'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit I turn around to see the clown But with me a life's a game I call insane I'm not the one to blame I'm called insane I'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit I'd rather stand than sit I'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit I'd rather stand than sit I put the sound
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