Don’t Ask Me

 Music: Kelly & Jasse; Words: Jasse

The big book taught me how to feast,

To rest, to slip and to slide

I have no intention to change my ways

I haven’t tried, would you like to try?

I have thousands of ideas but

Right now I don’t remember any

On what side do I belong?

Too many to choose from, one too many

My-My-My thoughts are in this pint

Here in from of me

In beauty queens and striptease dancers

Can’t you see?

So don’t look up to me to find the answers

Don’t ask me! Don’t ask me! Don’ ask me!

Don’t ask me! No!!!

One more verse, one more rhyme and I’m off

And my preaching’s through

Do you think I’d follow your example?

No thanks, I’d end up looking like you!!!

The PVC-priest promised me

A permanent place in the sun;

I got nothing, I got shit

I’ll tell you more on your way down an out

My-My-My thoughts are in this pint

Here in front of me

In beauty queens and striptease dancers

Can’t you see?

So don’t look up to me to find the answers

Don’t ask me! Don’t ask me! Don’t ask me!

Don’t ask me! No!!!