When you've got no more assurance
Then a great big hunk of lead
If you don't respond to romance
Jack, you're dead!
When a chick is smiling at you
Even though there's nothing said
And you stand there like a statue
Jack, you're dead!
You've been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you up and kick the bucket
Just like old man Moe
When you get no kicks from loving
And you blow your top instead
It's a fact that you ain't living
Jack, you're dead!
When you just ain't got nobody
Since you've gone and lost your head
Well rigor mortis has set in daddy
Jack, you're dead!
What's the use of having muscles
If your life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles
Jack, you dead!
Well you've been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you up and kicked the bucket
Just like old man Moe
When you got no kicks from lovin'
And the news begins to spread
All the cats will holler murder
Jack, you dead!
All the breath has leaked out of him
If your friends gather round the bed
And look at you and they say
Mmm, mmm, mmm don't he look natural
When that happens to you daddy
Jack, you dead!
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When you've got no more assurance
Then a great big hunk of lead
If you don't respond to romance
Jack, you're dead!
When a chick is smiling at you
Even though there's nothing said
And you stand there like a statue
Jack, you're dead!
You've been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you up and kick the bucket
Just like old man Moe
When you get no kicks from loving
And you blow your top instead
It's a fact that you ain't living
Jack, you're dead!
When you just ain't got nobody
Since you've gone and lost your head
Well rigor mortis has set in daddy
Jack, you're dead!
What's the use of having muscles
If your life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles
Jack, you dead!
Well you've been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you up and kicked the bucket
Just like old man Moe
When you got no kicks from lovin'
And the news begins to spread
All the cats will holler murder
Jack, you dead!
All the breath has leaked out of him
If your friends gather round the bed
And look at you and they say
Mmm, mmm, mmm don't he look natural
When that happens to you daddy
Jack, you dead!
Then a great big hunk of lead
If you don't respond to romance
Jack, you're dead!
When a chick is smiling at you
Even though there's nothing said
And you stand there like a statue
Jack, you're dead!
You've been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you up and kick the bucket
Just like old man Moe
When you get no kicks from loving
And you blow your top instead
It's a fact that you ain't living
Jack, you're dead!
When you just ain't got nobody
Since you've gone and lost your head
Well rigor mortis has set in daddy
Jack, you're dead!
What's the use of having muscles
If your life hangs by a thread
If you ain't got no red corpuscles
Jack, you dead!
Well you've been always kicking
But you stubbed your toes
When you up and kicked the bucket
Just like old man Moe
When you got no kicks from lovin'
And the news begins to spread
All the cats will holler murder
Jack, you dead!
All the breath has leaked out of him
If your friends gather round the bed
And look at you and they say
Mmm, mmm, mmm don't he look natural
When that happens to you daddy
Jack, you dead!
Writer: Dick Miles, Walter Bishop
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.