That Man Will Not Hang

There's a story for a thimple

On a dimple, on a pea

And it's absolutely true until the end

When they pan out in the titles

We can see you're still alive

And the maitre'd is not your special friend

There's a road in a wrong place

Twice as far out

And a bitch on a bridge

Yeah the bridge was a bitch

With a heavenly drawn out roll of her lips

She undid her straps and smiled

That man will not hang

That man he will never, hang

That man will not hang, that man

There's a man you should meet

And he might be under arrest

But believe me when I tell you he's okay

He ran the mohawk out of

Living rooms across the land

And introduced me

To the joys of doubt

There's a dream

There's a barn

There was a story

It was a boring one

But honestly I tried to stay awake

Born to hang and proud of it

I base my claim on credit

That man will not hang

That man he will never, hang

That man will not hang, that man

Realised he wanted to have children with this girl

He pulled her to his side and quietly

Gave away his heart like it was his to give away

Gave away his heart like it was his to give away

Wednesday the studio come knocking

Excuse them but they need their property

Gave away his heart like it was his to give away

Gave away his heart like it was his to give away

Gave away his heart like it was his to give away