Nebakanezer never knew   He left his needle outside in the rain and it rusted through   He kept twenty-nine black birds but only one flew   Spent most of his time makin' holes and lickin' his wounds      Nebakanezer lost his wife   She took her diamond rings and was gone before the light   She left one satin shoe and a very dull knife   She left one satin shoe and a very dull knife      So tell us what the sorry singer might do   All of his friends complain that they got the flu   They ain't sick in the head   They look like the livin' dead   And that's not cool      Nebakanezer never knew   He left his needle outside in the rain and it rusted through   He kept twenty-nine black birds but only one flew   Spent most of his time makin' holes and lickin' his wounds      So tell us what the sorry singer might do   All of his friends complain that they got the flu   They ain't sick in the head   They look like the livin' dead   And that's not cool      So tell us what the sorry singer might do   All of his friends complain that they got the flu   They ain't sick in the head   They look like the livin' dead   And that's not cool   That's not cool   An' that's not cool   An' that's not cool