Keep your windows downnCatch a chill if you willnTo turn a trick or twonAnd learn something newnnTurn your colour brownnBe alright for a nightnI'll drive you home by eightnAnd it's a lucky daynnAnd it's an old tricknSue me if it don't sticknHave another licknAnd put it in the backnAnd if you likenWe'll label it the first stonenLet it quench your thirstnYou never sanknSo don't be sad, sad, sadnnI saw him comingnSaid my sins ain't worth itnBut I know these tricks are older than himnnI worked in the circusnAnd I know on the surfacenThough I'm wise, I'm also pretty and slimnnWe can work it outnYou can call the prices downnI'll put 'em up againnCos you know I'm not a clownnnTurning tricks for younWas the turning of the screwnWell screw this, I'm a foolnBut I won't be your fooln(tool, stool, fuel...)nnYou try my witsnSo you know it fitsnI'm unusual through and throughnnNo mirrors, no smokenThis trick ain't a jokenI'll saw you right in twonnHoney don't be cutenYou'll ruin my best suitnWell hang it all to hellnI'll iron it myselfnYou cut the thing in twonNow what's a man to do?nWell I can't feel my legsnSo put the hacksaw on the shelfnn[sawing & hammering sounds]