Don't do anything just stand there Holding the line with man and boy shaking all hands If I were a bad dog you'd all be dead Six big strong boys of the lads Chewed off a piece of Mary Magdalene's arms While guardians wailed "Oh for shame! For shame!" I will tear the secret from your arms And come boys out from that hat! I cannot see your feet! Come on my lucky lads! You don't want to live forever! As I live and breathe as if in danger or as if in doubt (Ran in circles screaming SHOUT!) If I were a bad dog you'd all be dead (Crucified) I thought you were dead