Текст песни Todd Rundgren - Who`s That Man?
Todd Rundgren - Who`s That Man? слова песни
Who`s that man, who`s that man?
Who told him that he could hold your hand?
When I looked him in the eye he ran
Who`s that man, who`s that man?
Maryanne, who`s that man?
There`s one thing that you should understand
You know many things that go unsaid
By the way one earns his daily bread.
He`s a lotus-eater, a plow-share beater,
A rack-jobber and an old grave robber,
A strip miner, a big headliner,
A charge-card diner and he comes from Carolina.
Maryanne, who`s that man?
Do you think he`s doing all that he can?
Can you tell me after all I`ve said
That you`d leave me and take him instead?
He`s a gun-clubber, an eye-rubber
A bum`s rusher and a big ball-crusher
A draft-boarder, a food-hoarder
A strike-breaker and a heavy speed-taker.
He`s a black brother, an unwed mother
A flag-waver and a rock and roll raver
A hippie killer, an offshore driller
The new messiah and a habitual liar.