Nebakanzer never knew

He left his needle outside in the rain

And it rusted through

He had twenty-nine blackbirds

but only one flew

Spent most of his time making holes

And licking his wounds

Nebakanezer lost his wife

She took her diamond rings and was

gone before the light

She left one satin shoe and a

very dull knife

She left one satin shoe and a very dull knife



chorus



So tell us what the sorry singer

might do

All of his friends complain

That they got the flu

They ain't sick in the head

They look like the living dead

And that's not cool



Repeat 1st verse