Its ok for today   Lets meet again tomorrow   But for now   I guess Ive had enough   Call me up and then   Well talk about the sorrow   From the pistols   The things are half as tough      The wall you built around you   Is impossible to climp   And every time Ive tried it   I fell on my face   Ive tried to look into you   Believe me that its true   Just like a slick   You slipped out my emprase      I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet   And then I'm learning how to blow   When Ive got it   Ill blast down your walls of Jericho   I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet   And then I'm learning how to blow   When Ive got it   Ill blast down your walls of Jericho      Last year in September   I remember when we met   Things were easy   Back up we were too   Believe me when I tell you   I can smell you making problems   Lock your heart   And I can hear the tune, babe      I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet   And then I'm learning how to blow   When Ive got it   Ill blast down your walls of Jericho   I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet   And then I'm learning how to blow   When Ive got it   Ill blast down your walls of Jericho