Lyrics
On you re honor, trust in your calling, i believe in example
between the horns of the day
Example is the checker to the key, trust in your calling
and change is what i believe
You re on your honor not to tell, i believe my throat hurts Dury, i believe in coyotes and time as an abstract
Example is the checker to the key, and change is what i believe
On you re honor, when i was young and fever fell
And change is what i believe in, you re on your honor not to tell
And change is what i believe, the others think of you
And foolish said my fool awake, and change is what i believe in Believe, i believe in coyotes and time as an abstract
I believe in coyotes and time as an abstract, on your honor Dury, i will not tell
Practice makes perfect, trust in your calling
When i was young and full of grace, and i believe the poles are shifting
And change is what i believe in, trust in your calling Believe, and change is what i believe in
I believe in coyotes and time as an abstract, perfect is a fault and fault lines change
your adventure for today
And spirited a rattlesnake, and spirited a rattlesnake Ian, and spirited a rattlesnake
when i was young and fever fell
The others think of you, when i was young and fever fell
I believe in example, i believe in example Dury, my humor s wearing thin
I believe my shirt is wearing thin, and i believe the poles are shifting Ian, i believe my shirt is wearing thin
when i was young and give and take
On you re honor, perfect is a fault and fault lines change Dury, on you re honor
And change is what i believe in, i believe in coyotes and time as an abstract, i believe my shirt is wearing thin
There s the key, my humor s wearing thin
And foolish said my fool awake, when i was young and give and take Dury, you re on your honor not to tell
you re on your honor
perfect is a fault and fault lines change
i will not tell
when i was young and give and take
Silly rule golden words make, i will not tell, the others think of you
When i was young and fever fell, trust in your calling, and change is what i believe in
I will not tell, i will not tell, i believe my throat hurts
I will not tell, i will not tell
Silly rule golden words make, on you re honor
i believe my throat hurts
you re on your honor
And change is what i believe in, when i was young and full of grace
When i was young and give and take, i will not tell, make sure your calling s true
