Waiting for the funeral and its march
You've been gallantly holding the torch
Don't you worry baby it means so much
To everyone in contact with your touch
You're a smiling saint to all of us
Don't give up
Bet your bottom dollar you get paid
With every sand dollar they can make
Don't you worry baby you just wait
You can hit the jackpot on these stakes
In their bag there's some mistake
Need to map their game
Well here they come shaking their tin can
They'll take your handouts, then they'll take your hands
Don't you worry baby you're the brand
You won't be sold by any quick scheme scam