Well, when my luck ain’t no damn good
You don’t listen, you don’t listen
No good deed goes unpunished
But I don’t mind being your gotcha boy
I’ve had that pleasure for years and years
No, no, I never was a winner, tell me, what else could I do?
Yogi Berra’s what you get ’til you learn to follow rules
And chance respects no person, and what I want often fails
You’re waitin’ somewhere to fall into my arms
Saw my picture in the paper
Read the news about this face
And now some people don’t
Wanna treat me the same
When you guys come tumblin’ down
When you guys come tumblin’, tumblin’
When you guys come crumblin’, crumblin’ down
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Well, some people say I’m too foolish and crazy
I am just a softy, my compassion’s plain silly
But I know that there is something more
Don’t need to look over my shoulder to see what I’m here for
Everybody’s got their problems, ain’t no new news there
I’m the same old person you’ve been seeing for years
Don’t confuse the problem with the issue, man, it’s perfectly clear
Just wish that chance doesn’t need me to appear
Don’t wanna put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my face
You may bend me, you may break me
But please stay safe in place
So no one comes tumblin’ down
So no one comes tumblin’, tumblin’
So no one comes crumblin’, crumblin’ down
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)