Woodchopper

You give me valentine, think you’re a writer
You hit the ceiling, now you’re a fighter
You dance a tap, you look like a plumber
You flash a smile, become a summer, are you a summer?
You grow a daffodil, then you’re a gardener
You pick a few chords and now you’re Wagner
You play a trick on me, think you’re magician
You dance the bump, babe, you cause collision, see, a collision
(Bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) I’m a woodchopper, yeah
(Oh bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) I’m a woodchopper, yeah
Hey, pop star.
You make the chart once, they call you star kid
You play snap, you’re the Cincinnati Kid
You shake your rhythm stick, they adore you Dan in Chelsea
You beat the slot machine, you think you’re wealthy, are you wealthy, hey, ooo?
You make a fascist stance, you’re this year’s model
Anybody knows boy, it’s all a doddle
It takes a lawyer, boys, a month to mail yer
We’ve all gone mad, no sense of values, no sense of values, ooo
(Bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) I’m a woodchopper, yeah
(Oh bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) I’m a woodchopper.
You’ve been a fickle lot since time immemorial
The lunacy stems, I’m sure, from editorial
But pay me no heed, I’m just accusatorial
But that’s the way it is, I’m sorry y’all, I’m sorry y’all.
(Bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) I’m a woodchopper, yeah
(Oh bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) I’m a woodchopper, yeah.
(Bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) I’m a woodchopper, woodchopper
(Oh bang bang) I’m a carpenter, carpenter
(Chop chop) oh I’m a woodchopper, yeah yeah yeah yeah.