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You're doomed! Enjoy the singing
The sword of Damocles is swinging'Cause if I gotta go, I'll go down swinging
Where there's lights and laughter, booze and blondes and lots of sad, sad singingSinatra was swinging
All the drunks, they were singingWithout a bell for ringing
Not once, can't anybody ever tell he's swingingNew York Swinging
Paris springingOut there on the back porch swinging
Drinking beer with dad
Picking my guitar and singingWith a laughing little girl that he was swinging
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singingMay have Frank Sinatra singing
But the rhythm and the melody
Were dead black men swingingFrom above I hear a swinging
Metal blade clingingChristmas bells are swinging
Christmas bells are ringingHow my heart is singing
While the band is swingingThe party is swinging
Don't just whistle the tune
When you should be singingI figured someday that she would outgrow her flare for the flirtin' and flinging
I finally gave her enough rope to hang her and she's still out there swingingSo I keep my silence and I keep my hammer swinging
As we bend this aging mansion to her schemes
Never knowing what tomorrow's bringingSymphony Sid is swinging
That radio is ringingGetting drunk and sad and singing
But I'm at the end of my rope
And I feel like swingingLong as it's swinging
All the joy that it's bringingSinging
SwingingSome people don't dance, if they don't know who's singing,
Why ask your head, it's your hips that are swinging