Put your dress back on,
And I will sing this song,
About an honest man.
He never had a job,
He barely had a home,
And the landlord came to call.

Just pack your things and go,
This room is now on show.
That's the reason he descended into hell,
Where the cry babies
Come out from padded cells.
And the human race
Just turned and said farewell,
On the morning he descended into hell.

When screaming in the street,
He'd use a disco beat.
All your audience will flee,
And you'll be all alone.

Another sunny day,
He sips cold soup and strays,
He was lost and he descended into hell,
By the arches where
He hears that railroad bell.
No more worries, no aggression, all is well.
He was lost and he descended into hell.

So there it is, complete.
You can say what you want
But at least I don't
Hide what I am.
And I'm going to leave you now
So you can go
Knee jerk, knee jerk, knee jerk
Knee jerk, knee jerk, knee jerk
Knee jerk.

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Writer(s): O'HAGAN