Woorden: John Hiatt. Slug Line.

I went to the marketplace
They said they liked my face
Better than a digital watch
You got it, we're pros and we can spot it

So I thought it was some disease
But they were all on their knees
Shakin' hands with my picture
First we sterilize it then we merchandise it
Everybody tries, everybody buys it

Well, that's fine, put me on the slug line
Punch a pretty hole in my mind
Show me where to sign
And put me on the slug line

They told me how to behave
Like any other public slave
Keep a smile on the face of the consumer
Or you'll become a rumor

So I got a band of angry sons
Now we're havin' so much fun
Tearin' up the nation, weapons out of mic stands
Bitin' on the glad hand, they still don't understand
That they were marketing a madman

And that's fine, put me on the slug line
Punch a pretty hole in my mind
Show me where to sign
And put me on the slug

Well, that's fine, put me on the slug line
Punch a pretty hole in my mind
Show me where to sign
And put me on the slug line

You made one mistake
You made me wait

That's fine, put me on the slug line
Punch a pretty hole in my mind
Show me where to sign
And put me on the slug

Well, that's fine, put me on the slug line
Couldn't lay a glove on my mind
So show me where to sign
And put me on the slug line