See the man    The crushed up man    With the crushed up Carrolls packet in his hand    Doesn't seem to see or care    Or even understand    And all he says is:       F yez all, F yez all, F yez all       Once he stood in a bar room brawl    With a broken bottle in his hand    Screaming:       F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all       The coppers came    Dragged him away from his crucified Lord    Beat him up in a meat wagon    And they stood him up in court    And all he had to say was:       F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all       St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods    St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods       See the man,    The crushed up man    With the crushed up Carrolls packet in his hand    Doesn't seem to see or care    Or even understand    And all he says is:       F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all       St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods    F yez all, F yez all