Don't look back and, He's your soldier
That sheet metal sound next door, Is keeping me awake
Janie's eyes are open, And my feet are k**ing me
If this isn't the truth, Don't look down
And He's your shoulder, That cheap little loud mouth who*e
Is keeping me awake, The baby's eyes are open
And this heat is k**ing me, If this isn't the truth
Clap my hands, Slap my legs
I can't find it, But that sweet little ba*tard boy
Is breaking me a leg, Maybe mine is broken, I don't mind it