See that tower going up to the sky
See the little girl with the twinkle in her eye
See those clouds roll across the land
Watch that rain come pouring in
I’m a weatherman
Got a master plan
It’s a wicked road to the promised land
Settle down, children, won’t you take my hand
I see you on the corner in your checkerboard suit
Nut-shell scamming on the new recruit
One shoe off and one shoe on
You can do the double shuffle till the cows come home
These people don’t know what they got in me
I’ll thank you not to give me that third degree
I’m cutting out of here tomorrow night
I don’t give a damn if you think it ain’t right
Your penny ante is just a waste of time
Miss the dollar bills when you’re picking up dimes
Forget what you used to know
Stash away that fiddle and bow
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