Figures of Action Lyrics

The new-trick doggies, they can't grasp the classics

That far back and they snap like elastic

Figures of action, wrapped in a plastic

Might be worth something someday

We're just two old soldiers with loosening hips

We used to flip 'em over with a kung-fu grip

Kicked us some butts, we blush to admit

Our faces might be freezin' that way

Mile-high piles of unsolicited mail

Pester us for lettin' our style get stale

That classification is faulty on-the-face

We only seem salty to them that lack taste

We've been men for all seasons; heathens on the mount

Every body's got reasons, but, the reasons don't count

We still got the rhyme but the meter ran dry

tickin' down the seconds to the by and by

The street is half-empty and the moon new

I used to be me and you used to be you

With a few coats of paint and a maintenance crew

Our tattered old banner might fly

And I might get dizzy on the merry-go-round

But in for a penny is in for a pound

Convert the currency. Plunk it all down

Maybe the wheel will be kind

Paradise shakes at a table of craps

Showgirl shambles and the gambler laughs

Collateral chips gettin' down to the last

I, soon, might be losin' my mind

The new-trick doggies, they can't grasp the classics

That far back and they snap like elastic

Figures of action, wrapped in a plastic

Might be worth something someday