You're a Loose Cannon McArthur... But You Get The Job Done

Where you'll be, I'll be from In a while, it will rain up, back into clouds Where it first plotted its escape We will take this time to strip down to our linens And plot out excuses for going inside We will take this time to strip down to our linens And plot out excuses for going inside And the skies wont believe what they say Forecast talks anything of how well all stay the same With what theyll stay for we cant get out anyway With what theyll stay for theres no way out anyway I wonder now what theyll say, no way, no way People, keep the horses at bay, okay, okay Youll say, dont ever fall down With what they'll say, dont ever fall down, anyway With what they'll say, dont ever fall down, anyway I wonder now what theyll say, no way, no way People keep the horses at bay, okay, okay --- You're a Loose Cannon McArthur... But You Get the Job Done - The Most Serene Republic