Well”
I
can’t help about the shape I’m in
I can’t sing, I ain’t pretty and
my legs are thin
But don’t ask me what I think of you
I might
not give the answer that you want me to
Oh well
Now,
when I talked to God I knew he’d understand
He said, “Stick
by my side and I’ll be your guiding hand
But don’t ask me what I
think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to”
Oh
well
So they say you cant vote bout the shape your in
Its a Two Horse race and you just cant win
We won’t give the answer that you want us too
vote for liberty not war if you want to.