You think it’s bad, you know it could be worse
You could be lying in the arm baby, with the graveyard curse
If you see that mailman
If you see that mailman
Can’t see that mailman carry your name no more.
Buy me a shotgun, keep it behind the door
Shoot any mailman that sets foot on my floor
I don’t want no mailman
I don’t need no mailman
I don’t want no mailman carry my name no more.
You think it’s bad, you know it could be worse
You can see that mailman baby, with his graveyard curse
You can be that mailman
Working for the collar makes you want to be that mailman
You can be that mailman carrying your name no more.
Don’t want no mailman coming around my door
Don’t want no mailman I’ve never seen before
Don’t need no mailman and his game
Don’t want no mailman to carry my name
Don’t want no mailman to carry my name no more.
You think it’s bad, you know it could be worse
Cause you could be lying on your belly with that graveyard curse
Could be that mailman
You could be that mailman
You could be that mailman and carry your name no more.
