Got no charisma? Got no escape? Don´t feel the lovin´, just a distaste? Well, there are tigers and there are fawns You can decide yourself which side you´re on And you just help yourself
You just help yourself
Can´t find the stature? Can´t find the speed? Got no books to stand on that might give you that little peep? Got lazy swimmers? Feeling dead in the sac? Got a woman who is tickin´ and a-moanin´ behind your back? Well, you just help yourself Take what you can Make yourself a man Like a tease, you got a little smile Got that itty-bitty feeling that you got more goin´ on inside I ain´t got no money, I ain´t got no style Don´t waste your time, y´gotta life to find, they´re gonna leave you behind And you just help yourself
Take what you can Make yourself a man
Can´t see the reason? Can´t see the light? Got no books to read on your shelf that´s gonna give you some of that insight? If I could show you, I surely would But all the gods I´ve known, baby, are made out of flesh and blood Ain´t got no lovin´, ain´t got no style Well, I could get it up, baby, I could keep it filled there all night Ain´t got no worth, I got no escape I gotta [improv] Well, you just help yourself Take what you can Make yourself a man
Can´t say that I like it Can´t say that I love it Can´t say I´m not feelin´ the pressure pushin´ down from above Can´t play the bongos, can´t play guitar I´m a singer standing over there somewhere You´re leaning on the bar My time is ebbing, my time is up My time is showing itself for what it always was Well, there are tigers and there are fawns You decide yourself which side you´re on