CHORUS  Jack talked, Jack talked like  Jack talked like a man on fire  Jack talked, Jack talked like  Jack talked like a man on fire  Jack talked like a man on fire  And his eyes looked like two shiny steel ball berrings  And when he moved the ground beneath him shook and split open  No one got too close to Jack  Jack never got too close anyway  And when he dreamed his ears drolled  Thirty weight engine oil  He took personality tests  And stapled them to his lower lip  no one ever came over to visit with Jack  Jack never visited anybody anyway  CHORUS  Jack made false contributions  To charity telethons  Jack made prank phone calls  To elected officials  His arms shook and his legs twitched  And his tongue dart out of  His mouth every few seconds  And when it did  It touched the tip of his nose  And when it touched the tip of his nose  He yelled out as loud as he could  "I have artistic sensibility,  I am a damn good risk,  I am the messenger and  Here is the message."  CHORUS  ---------------------------------------------