I don't want it
Don't want it now
This is be war
So let that call resound
Senior, senior
Mopping your brow
My two pennorth might as well be a thousand pounds

I look back to the company
A mystery on a magic isle
Now where's my halfway house?
The seagulls cloud my rubbish pile

And I tilt back til I make contact
With the stone (no, no)
And you deliver some knockout blow
I'm scattered like treason, he goes (no, no)
And you deliver some knockout blow

I was nerdish
nerdish blue
Let’s not be churlish, I was not through

But I drop the toothpick
And stop sweeping fires
I’m in the dentist’s chair
And I’m wielding pliers

I touch down in bad company
A matrix of belt and buckle lines
Turncoat, cutpurse
Knocked on wood one too many times

And I tilt back til I make contact
With the stone (no, no)
And you deliver some knockout blow
I'm scattered like treason, he goes (no, no)
And you deliver some knockout blow

It’s all a mistake, capitan
I used to sail with them

Til they cavorted and cavilled, ablaze in shoals
And put my money into the Mary Rose

And you deliver some knockout blow



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Jackknife song meanings
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