Album : Odds & Sods
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
I got lost in the back streets
Trying to get here tonight
The police were asking questions
They took me to the wrong place twice

I even lost my passport
And I forgot my name and town
But now I'm here by the water
Put the money down

Before I walk on the water
Put the money down, down, down
There are bands killing chickens
My hero's getting pushed around, 'round, 'round

I don't know if I trust you
As you try to shoot me down
Before I walk on the water
Put the money down, down, down
Put the money down

It was a beautiful day in Columbus
When the fences fell
But the five loaves and the fishes
Ain't going to be much help

I got a hungry juggler here
Who wants to be at the head
Before he walks the water
He wants his bread

Take a glass of that light brown ale
And a purple pill
If the air don't get you too
Sure as hell the pill will

Oh, mommy, mommy
Please may I go downtown?

He's gonna walk on the water
Put the money down, ooh, yeah, put it down

Before I walk on the water
Put the money down, down, down
There are bands killing chickens
My hero's getting pushed around, 'round, 'round

I don't know if I trust you
As you try to shoot me down
I'm gonna walk on the water
Put the money down, down, down, down, down

Put the money down in a tin cup
Put it down, put it down in a tin cup
Put it down, put the money down
Put it down, put it down
I got lost in the back streets   Trying to get here tonight   The police were asking questions   They took me to the wrong place twice      I even lost my passport   And I forgot my name and town   But now I'm here by the water   Put the money down      Before I walk on the water   Put the money down, down, down   There are bands killing chickens   My hero's getting pushed around, 'round, 'round      I don't know if I trust you   As you try to shoot me down   Before I walk on the water   Put the money down, down, down   Put the money down      It was a beautiful day in Columbus   When the fences fell   But the five loaves and the fishes   Ain't going to be much help      I got a hungry juggler here   Who wants to be at the head   Before he walks the water   He wants his bread      Take a glass of that light brown ale   And a purple pill   If the air don't get you too   Sure as hell the pill will      Oh, mommy, mommy   Please may I go downtown?      He's gonna walk on the water   Put the money down, ooh, yeah, put it down      Before I walk on the water   Put the money down, down, down   There are bands killing chickens   My hero's getting pushed around, 'round, 'round      I don't know if I trust you   As you try to shoot me down   I'm gonna walk on the water   Put the money down, down, down, down, down      Put the money down in a tin cup   Put it down, put it down in a tin cup   Put it down, put the money down   Put it down, put it down
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