The Wolfgang Press

Botton Drawer

The Wolfgang Press


Who shot him in the back-peacetime 
Who took him by surprise-tippy toes 
You cant bury that door 3 times 
Hide my eyes 4 times 
I'm gonna sink my teeth into KANSAS [x8] 

I reach a higher plain 
When I speak so slow and hardly breath 
They're gonna run out of shapes 
When they fetch my family 
I I must confess I'm gonna see that man again 
I'm gonna turn back the clock and set the foot in KANSAS 
I'm gonna KANSAS [x8] 

I'm gonna shoot him by the clock-peace [time] 
I'm gonna shoot him in the legs-peace [time] 
You're gonna bury that door-meantime 
You're gonna pick him off the floor 3 times 

I I I'm a man and I I I'm alive 
I I must confess I'm gonna carry that man 
I'm gonna shake him by the hand 
I'm gonna sleep in foreign lands 
I'm gonna turn back the clock 
I'm gonna KANSAS in the spring 
You know I'm gonna KANSAS [x8]