[ Featuring His Minions, Me ]
Hey, there, where's the fire at
On the run like a dirty country rat
Hey, there, where ya' goin' to
Wouldn't be runnin' from you know who
Said boy, you're a scaredy cat
High-tailin' runnin', ain't no goin' back
Hey, boy, where's the fire at
You lit the match, ain't that a fact
The stars are fallin' in these troubled times
And I hear them callin', they're repeatin' propaganda lines
I see ya' haulin', runnin' for your life
And hidin' from your crimes
This bird don't fly with a broken wing and it don't sing in the pines
The sun won't come up in the mornin' and the stars won't shine
Hey, there, Mr. Weaselly Ways
Pants on fire, got this house ablaze
Hey, there, whatcha' gonna do
Whatcha' gonna do when it comes down on you
Oh, lord, yeah
Said boy, dontcha' know
Dontcha' know, dontcha' know
Dontcha' know when to go
Said, boy, can't ya' see
Can't ya' see whatcha' done to me
The sky is fallin' in these troubled times
And I hear them callin', they're repeatin' propaganda lines
I see ya' haulin', runnin' for your life
And hidin' from your crimes
This bird don't fly with a broken wing and it don't sing in the pines
The sun won't come up in the mornin' and the stars won't shine
Hey, there, Mr. Weaselly Ways
Pants on fire, got this house ablaze
Hey, there, whatcha' gonna do
Whatcha' gonna do when it comes down on you
Oh, yeah
Hey, there, oh yeah
Hey, there, oh yeah
Hey, there, oh yeah
