Oh, I'm worried just about the drop
Yeah, I'm worried just about the drop
‘Cause it’s not the fall that kills you
But, the sudden stop

Machiavelli, yeah, was on the door
The shogun dropped his chopsticks in the bowl
Oh, you might be a pastor, but you never pay the toll

I’m flippin’ from left to right
Oh, I’m flippin’ like a moth to light
I could never ask your baby
I’ll wish for you tonight
I’ll wish for you
Oh, I'll wish for you
Oh, I'll wish for you
Oh, I'll wish for you
Oh, I'll wish for you

Is she alligator
Yeah, she’s a crocodile
She got that ancient [?]
That’s just hanging out of her smile
When she called you at the keyhole, brother
She knew it all the while
I'm worried just about the drop
I'm worried about the drop
‘Cause it’s not the fall that kills you
But that sudden stop

It's not the fall
It's not the fall that kills you
It's not the fall
It's not the fall that kills you
But that sudden
It's not the fall
It's not the fall