Big boss man Can't you hear me when I call? Big boss man Can't you hear me when I call? You ain't so big You just tall that's just about all You got
Big boss man Can't you hear me when I call? Big boss man Can't you hear me when I call? Can't you hear me when I call? Well, you ain't so big You know
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? Oh you ain't so big, you're just tall, that's all You got me
Big cheese, make me Mine says, "Go to the office" Big cheese, make me Mine says, "One that stays" Black is black, straight back Need more enemies Sure
Big boss man Can't you hear me when I call? Big boss man Can't you hear me when I call? Well, you ain't so big You just tall that's all You got me workin
Because I started off summer on the right foot Being lazy everyday Cause I had to find a job To pass those lonesome summer days Found this job on
You can be my head Oh, I really need one 'Cause it's used all its better days Yeah, you can be my head 'Cause I've ruined this one Blasting holes where
She said I know the drummer, can you let me in? Tell the guitar player I brought a friend Ask the roadies do they need a hand? Tell the manager there'
Sorry, I had to go away Tomorrow's just another day Without you here, I'll have to say How's your head? I'm so sorry That I can't do anything about it
[Spoken]: (Peter): Hi there. I'm Peter, and this is Lois (Lois): We want to talk to you about a friend of ours. He's not here tonight... (Peter): Although
Big cheese - make me Mine says, "Go [to] the office" Big cheese - make me Mine says, what to say? Black is black, no trading back We were enemies Sure
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? You ain't so big, you just tall, that's just about all. You
How's your head? I'm so sorry That I can't do anything about it Like I said, I'll be praying Here without you I feel helpless Sorry I had to go away
She said I know the drummer, can you let me in? Tell the guitar player I brought a friend Ask the roadies do they need a hand Tell the manager there's
You can be my head Oh, I really need one 'cause it's used all its better days You can be my head 'cause I've ruined this one Blasting holes where it used
you don't listen to a single word we say things get rougher everyday fuckin' arrogance drivin' me crazy get back in the mold and do just what we're told