You've got a way with words You've got away with murder You've got an itchy finger Even when your brain's the trigger Even in disgrace, you can be afraid Paint it on your face, you can stand in place You can ride the merry-go-round It don't stop, it don't wait You've got an accusation You've got a sound solution You've got an execution Sloppy in its execution Even in disgrace, you can be afraid Paint it on your face, you can stand in place You can ride the merry-go-round And don't stop, it don't wait You've gotta find the button You've got a broad assumption You've got a business luncheon In your companion's dungeon Even in disgrace, you can be afraid Paint it on your face, you can stand in place You can ride the merry-go-round And don't stop, it don't wait