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morning 
He'd never dare to let me down
Send up a rocket saying 
Shirley's back in town
Hey, now you can say I'm on my way
Hey, better get ready for
Not to mention he pushed up on Caesar's wifey
A move like that my man, extremely sheisty
It all got back to Caesar in the bing
They found Ronnie's
ain't worried about tomorrow
Cause he just made up his mind
Life's too short for burning bridges
Take it one day at a time
Oh oh oh he's a working class
Cleopatra's favorite cat
Got his hands on Caesar's spats
The heat was on as you could see
So he front 'em to Mark Antony
Said, "My girlfriend's
Cleopatra's favorite cat
Got his hands on Caesar's spats
The heat was on as you could see
So he front 'em to Mark Antony.
Said, "My girlfriend's
on the chamber
To steal a diamond
From a jewelry store for his baby
He loved the way she looked in those red shoes

She waited by the drugstore
Caesar had
To steal a diamond
From a jewelry store for his baby
He loved the way she looked in those red shoes
She waited by the drugstore
Caesar had never been
of gold
And a complicated life
Oh he's a working class man

Well he loves a little woman
Someday he'll make his wife
Saving all the overtime
For
of gold
And a complicated life
Oh he's a working class man

Well he loves a little woman
Someday he'll make his wife
Saving all the overtime
For
Julius Caesar came, saw, conquered, went away
'Cause it rained here all the time
Too many sniffs and colds
Got up his Roman nose
So he left it
lacking.
Who is this Jesus? Why is he different?
You choose Messiahs by the sack full.

We need him crucified,
It's all you have to do.
We need him
lacking.
Who is this Jesus? Why is he different?
You choose Messiahs by the sack full.

We need him crucified,
It's all you have to do.
We need him
looking to get hurt
Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts

I work for the county out on ninety five
All day I hold a red flag
more late, great dinosaur.
Hip hooray for the solid citizensational
Hale to caesar and praise to god on high
I'm working hard but I got two weeks
looking to get hurt
Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts
I work for the county out on ninety five
All day I hold a red flag
other 
He's working it out 
On His word we all can stand 

Verse 2 
All things work together for good 
To them that love the Lord 
Who are
ting-a-ling, You gotta ring - them - bells

She met a Londoner first, but they did not hit it off, 'Cause every time she approached he got a bronchial cough
looking to get hurt
Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts

I work for the county out on ninety five
All day I hold a red flag
a working class man

He believes in God and Elvis
He gets out when he can
he did his time in Vietnam
Still mad at Uncle Sam
He's a simple man
With
it all really means

It is the time of the last persecution
And Caesar shall be raised
He will ask for his feet to be kissed by your sister
was working for 
You better not try to stand in my way 
When I'm walking out the door 
Take this job and shove it 
I ain't working here no more
(hello, how do you do
What an idiot)
One thing I know is Shirley ain't sitting on no shelf
If he was such a vow she'd keep him for herself (it's only
hope he don't join you soon 
Baby boss 
Climbs up from his soapbox 
Great Caesar's ghost 
Knows what's best for me 
He says stop the bus 
Did
Are there any more out there
Are there any more out there
And in the weirdest way it sets him free
He's finally rid of you and me
Joe and his
groups
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps