The Crabs - Maxamillian lyrics

(illegible) on the back of your best friend Take me down he says Not much here, and not much in my head Too far gone, he says Nothin' there, better off than dead (illegible) everything you said Thanks a million, Maxamillian Your clothes look fine on me instead They say clothes won't make the man But they help me get ahead, ahead... Tie an anchor around my leg And pull me into sea I remember the day we met And the last thing you said to me Come home way past 3AM Don't want anybody's help Hates his life, hates himself More than anybody else Thanks a million, Maxamillian Your clothes look fine on me instead They say clothes won't make the man But they help me get ahead, ahead...