Benjamin Jonson again, railing against his maker through a drink-sodden haze. Never mind all that rubbish about one-eyed cooks.

One made the air cold cut like a knife
And at the same time you put him together again
Cut the tongue deep scarred for life
And with the same breath you put him together again
Cut his hands off left and right
And then you burned him Vulcan put him together again
Jack Point mad jealous spite
This house moves we put him together again

God has gone wrong again
He's taken my money and run
I lost control of him I turned the switch and none of the lights came on
God has gone wrong again
He's taken my money and run
I lost control of him I turned the switch and none of the lights came on

There was a little drummer and he loved a one-eyed cook
He loved her yes he loved her though she had a cock-eyed look
With her one eye on the pot and with the other up the chimney
Give a bow wow wow

Then enter rumour red with rage
Painted with tongues he's been hitting the bottle again
Transcend the loathed stage
In your triple tun townhouse hitting the bottle again
Cut his hands off left and right
Then you burned him Vulcan hitting the bottle again
Jack Point mad jealous spite
This house moves we should be hitting the bottle again

Chords:
Verse A B E A
Chorus A D E (F#)
Middle 8 A D E A D A