The Neatly Dressed Man Lyrics

Hey, Mr. Money, the man's voice said

You will be coming with me, I'm sure

Please keep your hands where I can see them

To have such luck with this full moon

Politely he relieved Jack of his weapon

On a side street off of Westlake Drive

They walked on back to the slate gray Corolla

If possible I am to bring you in alive

The neatly dressed man has a job to do

With a gun in his hand

Though he rejects all forms of violence

Some people fail to understand

This fact some people never understand

Please, sir, let's behave as civilized men

A job description comes to one

I'm sure you recognize the method

A name, an address, over and done

Jack Money is a name, of course

It represents someone special, you see

It says here that you're armed and dangerous

Buddy, Jack said, you have no idea

The neatly dressed man has a job to do

With a gun in his hand

Though he rejects all forms of violence

Some people fail to understand

This fact some people never understand

It could be a coincidence

These things happen now and then

The mind plays tricks on a man

Who's spent too much time

Pretending to be what he's not

And denying what he is

In one quick move the man was disarmed

Jack held his own gun to his head

We'll speak as colleagues now

And I would understand your desire to see me dead

But let me make a promise to you, sir

Behave in a friendly manner towards me

And I'll owe you the same favor

Jack paused a moment, said get the hell out of here

The neatly dressed man has a job to do

With a gun in his hand

Though he rejects all forms of violence

Some people fail to understand

This fact some people never understand

This fact some people never really understand