hey
got my hands in my back pocket
i'm a jumpin'
unscrewing the light from the socket
and i'd rather stand than sit
puttin' all the people in the dark
tellin' everyone good night bye bye
i put the sound
carryin' the truth in my back pocket
my hands are holdin' me down
i've been waiting for people to ask me
what have you found
i'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit
i was dead before a gypsy
she held my head and
fought with my boots till my eyes turned red
i'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit
oh i'd rather stand than sit
i've been down to the gutter
hopin' i've lived on honey and butter
but with me a life's a game
i call insane
i'm not the one to blame
i'm called insane
i was hung when i was young
i was named insane
i'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit
i broke all the laws before my age
i'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit
yeah i'd rather stand than sit
i'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit
i turn around to see the clown
but with me a life's a game
i call insane
i'm not the one to blame
i'm called insane
i'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit
i'd rather stand than sit
i'm a jumpin' humpin' hip hypocrit
i'd rather stand than sit
i put the sound