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The singer cries for people's lies
He will sing for the day to bring him night
The circus burns in carnival flame
And for a while you won't know
Guess that makes two, me and you

By the way, my name's Jones
Hey, I know a place, it's not far from here
That's my dented red Chevy out front
You
the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my
dead
I sing the mountains crumbling apart
I sing what can't be said

I am an opera singer
I sing in foreign lands
Most people seem to know my name
a field of mines
With each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes know that I'm just a singer in a band

I'm humbled when you take
a field of mines
With each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes know that I'm just
A singer in a band

I'm humble when you take
with me dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they
each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band

I'm humbled when you take the time
To hear my life in
a High-Brow! ~ You're a Sin-ger! 
Hee hee, I'm a Sin-ger? ~ Ha, ha ha ha! 
She's a Lady ~ Ah! He's a Sin-ger! ~ Oh yeah! 

Words and Music by 
Cy Coben, 1950
Fresh scrubbed baby, momma's kiss on his cheek
Steps off the greyhound with money for a week.
A wild eyed innoncent, he knows no fear
It takes more
the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my
song
Makes the night feel better
When the day goes wrong
My heart's just a singer when he walks by

Oh no, not a summer night
You forget about
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
with me dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
with me dude
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Because

These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they
And she needs an apple stuffed into her fat gob. Oh look! It's that junky
Lead singer, I hear he's a nob,
Well, I know him actually and he's alright,
on in the night
I reacted by blowing my stack
I reacted by blowing my stack
Oh, feeling cheated and taunted and mad at the whole world at large
As I
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Paw he was prayin' my brother Jack would bring him down some moonshine
Just so's that he could warsh those viddle down
As soon as all the kids got
a High-Brow! ~ You're a Sin-ger! 
Hee hee, I'm a Sin-ger? ~ Ha, ha ha ha! 
She's a Lady ~ Ah! He's a Sin-ger! ~ Oh yeah! 

Words and Music by 
Cy Coben, 1950