You ask me questions I can’t answerGive me problems I can’t solveOffer suggestions I can’t respectIs there anything at all?You give me reasons for your ideasAll the facts behind your thoughtsTell me of your observationsAnd count the number of my faultsI hide a smile, I wear a frownAlways wanting to play the clownI make my plan, I lose a chanceAs I perform a long death danceLife or death, it’s all straight upMake my choice, and throw it upShot glass full, down the hatchMy mind’s made up, no second chanceYou ask me questions I can’t answerGive me problems I can’t solveOffer suggestions I can’t respectIs there anything at all?Life or death, it’s all straight upMake my choice, and throw it upShot glass full, down the hatchMy mind’s made up, no second chance