VENDELAY
Well itâ??s been half a year
Since my ball was properly stocked
And relations on whole
Havenâ??t quite been "oh so clock!"

But though you're not the key
To this emotional lock
That still doesnâ??t change
The value of your stocks

Now i hear people
Talking garbage about you
And as goes with such things
The most of it ainâ??t true
So i write this song just to say to you
I believe in you, -i do, vendelay

Now the word is on the street
That your ball gets properly stocked
And by word you consider it being
"Oh so clock!"
Well now i'm not your spokesman
But still a man of words
And no matter how untrue
I know garbage always hurts

I donâ??t know nowadays
What it takes to get bewitched
For a person like me
Whoâ??s just starving to get ditched
Letâ??s just hope that our ropes
Ainâ??t so firmly fixed
And if youâ??d ask me iâ??d say:
- Nix, Vendelay

I know that life is very bad
When you're picking up the pieces
Of what you had
And people say:
I want you, i want you, i want you!
Yeah, they want you all right
- But just for a while
But hang on in there
And youâ??ll pull it through
â??Cause i believe in you, i do
And thereâ??s a reason why i do, Vendelay