Gonna wake the dead Get them on their feet Gonna count our nickels like we're counting sheep
Gonna rob from Peter to pay Paul And that's not all
Gonna teach the children a little history But not too much now Gonna cop a plea
Gonna rob from Peter to pay Paul And that's not all
We might have ourselves a picnic We might end up on the moon They might even name a planet after me If they ask you any questions go ahead and tell the truth If we have to, we can plead insanity If it's good enough for you, it works for me
Gonna wake the dead Get 'em on their feet We're gonna form an army Gonna plant a tree
Gonna rob from Peter to pay Paul Yeah, that's not all
We might have ourselves a picnic We might end up on the moon They might even make a martyr out of me And if they ask you any questions Go ahead and tell the truth If we have to, we can plead insanity If it's good enough for you, it works for me
We might have ourselves a picnic We might wind up on the moon We might even give ourselves the third degree And if they ask you any questions Go ahead and tell the truth If we have to, we can plead insanity If it's good enough for you, it works for me
Compositores: Charles William Prophet, Kurt Lipschutz (Klipschutz) ECAD: Obra #47681452