DANGER!
Lookout! Don’t touch me, man, I’m sore!I’m ulcerous—I’m more,I boil, I fume, I sizzle, I’mCantankerous to the core.A blister that is being shaved,A wild cat up a tree.A chestnut-bur with every spurAn exposed nerve—that’s me!I am the heat that turns to flameWhen in Fate’s glass is caughtThe world’s choice store of toughest luckAnd focused on one spot.What’s wrong? Why, eighty dozen things,Each one of which would stallAn ORDINARY man—it’s justMy rotten day, that’s all!What’s that? Cheer up? Say that again!No, don’t—just—go away!I’ve never killed a man before—I mustn’t start today.
Lookout! Don’t touch me, man, I’m sore!I’m ulcerous—I’m more,I boil, I fume, I sizzle, I’mCantankerous to the core.A blister that is being shaved,A wild cat up a tree.A chestnut-bur with every spurAn exposed nerve—that’s me!I am the heat that turns to flameWhen in Fate’s glass is caughtThe world’s choice store of toughest luckAnd focused on one spot.What’s wrong? Why, eighty dozen things,Each one of which would stallAn ORDINARY man—it’s justMy rotten day, that’s all!What’s that? Cheer up? Say that again!No, don’t—just—go away!I’ve never killed a man before—I mustn’t start today.
Lookout! Don’t touch me, man, I’m sore!I’m ulcerous—I’m more,I boil, I fume, I sizzle, I’mCantankerous to the core.
A blister that is being shaved,A wild cat up a tree.A chestnut-bur with every spurAn exposed nerve—that’s me!
I am the heat that turns to flameWhen in Fate’s glass is caughtThe world’s choice store of toughest luckAnd focused on one spot.
What’s wrong? Why, eighty dozen things,Each one of which would stallAn ORDINARY man—it’s justMy rotten day, that’s all!
What’s that? Cheer up? Say that again!No, don’t—just—go away!I’ve never killed a man before—I mustn’t start today.