(Music by Tom Levin, Lyrics by Tom Levin & Brian Hobbs)
Hold your ignorant horses before they drag us all down
There’s a circus in town and I’m sure they’re in need of a clown
You and your posse are clueless and without a plan
I believe you should learn how to sit before you take a stand
Pull yourself together now
Pull yourself together some how
They say you’re hard as a rock I get a feeling you’re twice as smart
If you’re the brightest bulb on the tree then it must be quite dark.
Why don’t you, pull yourself together now
Pull yourself together some how
Oh, oh, my
You’re, you’re so smart
Oh, oh, my
Good Lord, bless your heart
Pull yourself together now
Pull yourself together some how
Pull yourself together now
Pull yourself together some how
Just being yourself you make every one else look so good
You’re the poster boy for white crackers and peckerwoods
Pull yourself together now
Pull yourself together some how
I’m gonna take the high road, but don’t think I don’t give a damn
Count yourself lucky that I’m still a peaceful man
Pull yourself together now
Pull yourself together some how
Oh, oh, my
You’re, you’re so smart
Oh, oh, my
Good Lord, bless your littleheart
