Cry Wet Smile Dry

It is today, couriers day
I have a letter to say
Pen is good for nothing
Do me in

This letter, old letter, is arrears
It shall stay to the post for years, yeah
'til at what o'clock, it's ten clock, strike?

Cry wet, smile dry
If you won't, then say goodbye
It is not that
Tie 'em, rope 'em, brand 'em in the eye

And all we want to see's all that!
It is remarkable!
The streets be very laid out by line and to
Paved yeah!

Until two o'clock
After midnight
At what o'clock are you to bed?
I think yet it is ten clock strike

This letter, old letter, is arrears
It shall stay to the post for years
This day is good for nothing
Do me in

How is the day of the month, the year?
The day, the hour, et cetera
That is some letter to me
Go brand them in the eye

See 'em wet and cry
Making 'em smile
Dry, cry, Dixie hang 'em high
Brand 'em in the eye
Yeah, oh my!
See 'em wet and cry
See 'em wet and cry

I am to tell
Some words that I know by heart
"tie 'em rope 'em brand 'em in the eye-
Cry all wet and smile dry"

I see 'em wet and cry
Making 'em smile
Smile dry, cry, Dixie hang 'em high
Brand 'em in the eye
Yeah, oh my
See 'em wet and cry!
Making 'em smile
Dry, yeah, cry, Dixie hang 'em high
Brand 'em in the eye

What the fuck are you doing?