Now he sets up his page like he had paid someone
To curry belief
But it only seemed to worsen
Only seemed to worsen
That's what he done

He said he ain't workgonna
For no one else to choose
A mile in his shoes
Now I need a new pair son
Now I need a new pair son

And that's you done

Aah yeah that's you done

Eehh that's you done boy
Hm that's you done

He held out a map
For a new friend he found
Who sighed with relief
Said I've come for the ransom
Said I've come for the ransom

And your harpoon gun

And he looks at the world
Through anaesthesic shades
With scratch on the lens
He says now I need a new pair son
Then I'll be a new person

And that's you done boy

Aah that's you done

Eehh that's you done

Hm that's you done