I'm Compressing the Comb on a Cockerel's Head

Oh I been on my knees I can't say my prayer I've been up a mountain, falling down the stairs I can't fix my bones, got to put it right What you gonna do boy, if you've got to fight Yes it's our chance, wanna bit more dance Get down on my knees now or I'll go to seize I can't move my toes I can tie the knot. Yes I'm gonna lose, oh my legs are shot. I'm compressing the comb on a cockerel's head I'm compressing the comb on a cockerel's head Yeah, think I've got the cure, think I found it out Baby it's a joke, won't you scream and shout. I'm compressing the comb on a cockerel's head Got to mend my bones, got to run a race Got to play my songs, got to lift the bass Got to shake my head, got to move my feet Got to wake the dead, girding up the beat yes I'm compressing the comb on a cockerel's head I'm compressing the comb on a cockerel's head Seizing up my hip, think I'm gonna die Got to bite my lip cos I'm running out of time Heard about the same state, got to make it pose That is not the way that I can hear you grow I'm compressing the comb on a cockerel's head I'm compressing the comb on a cockerel's head My heart ain't broken my bones are broken My heart ain't broken my bones are broken My heart ain't broke my bones are broke My heart ain't broken my bones are broken