Drum - from SWEET WILLIAM EP

Mr. Drum was here yesterday
 He knows just what he needs
 And gives what he's got to the thump of his creed
 Live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse
 Good looking corpse
 In a witch doctor's den, in a shanty shabeen
 From the echoes of laughter I know where he's been
 From the liquor you've drunk and the air that you breathe
 Is the tap of his typing, is the sweat from his sleeve
 Live fast, die young
 Leave a good looking corpse
 Good looking corpse
 On the corners of streets with a dash to the tail
 Is provoking a malice as sharp as a nail
 And a wit he has slain with an eye full of ink
 Is a stab in the dark and a push to the brink
 Oh drum I was glad, I was glad in your beat
 Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street
 Oh drum I was glad, I was glad in your beat
 Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street
 And if you have gone then I'll summon you back
 With the reach of your spirit past the white and the black
 Tell me please, tell me Henry, tell me ever and more
 Tell your son, tell your daughter, and open the door
 Live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse
 Good looking corpse
 I'm a hag and I'm hooked
 I'm down and I'm in
 I'm a world without water
 I'm fat and I'm thin
 I'm a story you told
 I'm the promise that you sound
 I'm the day without water
 I'm the world that I want
 Live fast die young, leave a good looking corpse
 Good looking corpse
 Oh drum I was glad, I was glad in your beat
 Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street
 Oh drum I was glad, I was glad in your beat
 Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street
 Oh drum I was glad, I was glad in your beat
 Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street
 Oh drum I was glad, I was glad in your beat
 Oh drum I was moved by your love of your street