Twiddly Dee

(album: Hang Time - 1988)

Twiddly dee fe fi fo fum
There's a giant sleeping and his pants are undone
He shows no pity for anyone
He's sure to be killed before the morning comes
Twiddle my fingers and I twiddle my thumb
'Cause I ain't gonna quit 'til my work is all done
I'm a high society skid row bum
Well on my way to Kingdom Come
I twiddle in the middle of the moon and sun
I'm wishing and dreaming I'm a special someone
Don't leave my load on anyone
It's way too high and it weighs a ton
Do re mi fe fi fo fum
I'm a slave to the music of a father and son
I never force it on anyone
Can't keep it a secret so I keep it on the run
They may say what they say about the way that we stay
They may do what they do about the things that we do
Ain't worried about the dumb things I done
Ain't worried about the dumb things to come
Sometimes I wanna be friends with everyone
My friends tell me it can't be done
And some days I feel I don't know anyone
Now what goes up doesn't always come down
You'll never believe the things I've found
Amazing what you learn just hanging around
Can't put a square peg in a hole that's round
They may say what they say about the way that we stay
They may do what they do about the things that we do
If we win or if we lose it's a pleasure to play
Work all night and I sleep all day
Just because I'm lucky I can live my own way