I'm a bluefinger from up on the hill   Above the dark water that's flowing there still   But my blood is Isala and I'd rather swill   I came down from the top and I drink every drop      I went through the Sassen Gate and I got on the train   The pepper-box bell blowing my brains   But I made it go quicker with Spanish cocaine   And I looked at the cows and I made solemn vows      And if my choices are poor   Well I made them, I made them   And who's knocking on my door?   I paid them, I paid them      If my choices are poor   Well I made them, I made them   And who's knocking on my door?   I paid them, I paid them      I don't need the do not disturb me sign   The manager here is a friend of mine   So baby, let's go, just one more time   I'm a jumping jack to this thing on my back      And all of my choices were pure   Yeah I made them, I made them   And who's that knocking on my door?   Well I paid them, yeah I paid them