Nothing I can do, Now you're on your own Better make it good on the telephone I know how to make your hair stand up Are you hip to what it's all about Must be something you can do To distinguish you from you Don't Let It Get To You All the puppets on the stage of life Wearing costumes, Someone's husband's wife Wicked thoughts have been concealed from view I'd die blushing if I only knew Must be something you can do To distinguish you from you Don't Let It Get To You Time to testify, Baby tell the truth Is my lifestyle really so uncouth Give me liberty or give me death Give me reason to get myself undressed Happy ending, They're satisfied You and I remain simply horrified Smiling pillars, Holier than thou Deviate, then take their bow This should come as no surprise, It's been happening right before your eyes Don't Let It Get To You
