Mr. Wilson - King's X

Hey Mr. Wilson, I’m glad to shake your hand

And… it’s nice to see you too, and yes I understand

That I’m not to take it personal although we look like people

And it could be my son on the chopping block

But I’m sure he’ll understand

You’re at the table, and you seem nice enough

(Oh it’s daddy, he was mad, he came took my ball and bat he…)

I just can’t figure, are you for real or not?

(Called me brother, sister, mother, shook my hand now calls me «sir»)

And I’m not to take it personal

Although we look like people

And it could be my wife on the chopping block

But I’m sure she’ll understand

I’m sure we’ll understand

And I’m not to take you personal

Although we look like people

And it could be my head on the chopping block

But I’m sure I’ll understand

I’m sure we’ll understand

NO!

We don’t understand!

Hey Mr. Wilson, do what you have to do

(Lay the pipe, the apple’s ripe, I’m going to Japan)

Is that good enough?