Rhymin’ Man lyrics
by Sting
Rhymin' Man
Tall and tan
Rhyme or reason
Play your hand --
Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that
Oh, you naughty Democrat!
They say when Doctor King got shot
Jesse hatched an evil plot
Dipped his hands in the Doctor's blood
'N rubbed his shirt like playin' with mud
Looked around for all the press
'N said: "Check me out, my name is Jess!
I'll be known from towns 'n farms --
Doctor King died in my arms!"
Rhymin' Man
Tall and tan
Rhyme or reason
Play your hand --
Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that
Oh, you naughty Democrat!
A few years later, legend says
Rhymin' man made a run for Prez
Farrakhan made him a clown
Over there near Hymie-Town
Said he was a diplomat --
Hobbin' an-a-knobbin' with Arafat
Castro was simpatico
But the U.S. voters, they said: "No!"
Rhymin' Man
Tall and tan
Rhyme or reason
Play your hand --
Rhyme on this -- rhyme on that
Oh, you naughty Democrat!
Okay, here we go again!
Rhymin' Man says he's your friend
Any fool can make a rhyme --
Cowboys do it all the time
People say: "Now he's mature!"
Cowboys rhyme that with horse manure
Horse manure!
That's for sure!
You been cheatin' --
We kept score!
Are you "this"?
Or are you "that"?
Oh, you naughty
Democrat!