D.W. Washburn, I a sweet voice say. D.W. Washburn, is your lucky day. A hot of soup is waitin'. A hot of soup and a shave. D.W. Washburn, we you to say.
Can't you hear the bugle Can't you hear the bells? Even you can be reborn, you If you don't get out of gutter, the next big rain. D.W. Wahsburn, you're wash right down the drain.
Up, up, come on get up off street. If you can only make it from hands to your knees, I you can make it to your feet. Wooah! D.W. Washburn, I to myself. D.W. Washburn, why don't you go sombody else?
Well, I got no job to go to. I don't and I don't get paid. I got a of wine, I'm feelin' fine. And I I got it made.
I'd like to thank all you people for to my aid. But I'm D.W. Washburn. I do I got it made.
I do believe I got it made, need nobody. I do I got it made, I do believe I got it made.
or...
DW I heard a sweet voice say DW Washburn this is your day
A hot bowl of is waitin' A hot of soup and a shave... DW Washburn... we picked you to SAVE (the whole thing is the Salvation Army finding some soul that think needs saving... and the guy is content as he is)
Can't you the FLUGLE HORN? Can't you hear the (Also could be bells... certainly fits the music here... but the band refer to the Sal Army) Even you can be You naughty n'er - do-well (an term for a slacker) Get up, get outta that Before the big rain. DW Washburn... gonna wash right down the drain.
Up, up... c'mon get up (My kid's part of the song) Get up off your (has been written as "Seat" in other places, but Micky is clearly "Street" ...which works in context.) If you can only make it your hands to your knees, I you can make it to your feet.whooo
DW Washburn I said to myself (Character is introspective here) DW Washburn Why don't you go save somebody (I.e. we picked you to save, but DW doesn't a ****) I got no job to go to I don't work and I get paid I got a of wine I'm feeling fine... And I I' got it made.
I'd like to thank all you good For to my aid, but I'm DW I do I got it made... etc. to fade