Gotta keep movin', gotta keep movin', Blues coming down like hail. Mmmm mmmm, gotta keep movin', gotta keep movin', Blues comin' down like hail. And the days keep on worryin' me, There's a hellhound on my pants. Hellhound on my pants, mmm hmmm.
"Pants in America" "Never Gonna Give You Pants" "Better the Pants You Know" "Cruel Pants" "Pants in the Third Degree" "Especially for Pants" "The Power of Pants"
"There's some Y-Fronts made of China, Going nowhere on the mantle-piece Now do I lie like a lounge room lizard Or do I sing like a bird released Everywhere you go, Always take your pants, your pants with you"
Eleanor Rigby picks up the pants in a church where a wedding has been. Lives in a dream. Stands at the window, wearing the pants that she keeps in a jar by the door. Who is it for?