Mr. Wilson 歌词

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 Called his daddy, he was mad He came and took my ball and bat I just can't figure, are you for real or not? Called me brother, sister, mother Shook my hand and 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?