You think it's bad; you know it could be worse.
You could be lying in the arm baby, with the graveyard curse,
If you see that mailman;
If you see that mailman.
can't see that mailman carry your name no more.
Buy me a shotgun, keep it behind the door.
Shoot any mailman that sets foot on my floor.
I don't want no mailman;
I don't need no mailman.
I don't want no mailman carry my name no more.
[guitar solos]
You think it's bad; you know it could be worse.
You can see that mailman, baby, with his graveyard curse.
You can be that mailman;
Working for the collar makes you want to be that mailman.
You can be that mailman carrying your name no more.
Don't want no mailman coming around my door;
Don't want no mailman I've never seen before.
Don't need no mailman, and his game.
Don't want no mailman to carry my name.
Don't want no mailman to carry my name no more.
[guitar solos; dropout on left channel 3:38]
You think it's bad; you know it could be worse,
'Cause you could be lying on your belly with that graveyard curse.
could be that mailman;
You could be that mailman.
You could be that mailman and carry your name no more.
One more, Koss, go!
[guitar solo]