Lick Your Fingers Clean - Jethro Tull

I’ll see you at the weighing in

When your life’s sum-total's made

And you set your wealth in godly deeds

Against the sins you’ve laid

So place your final burden

On your hard-pressed next of kin

Send the chamber pot back down the line

To be filled up again

Take your mind off your election

And try to get it straight

And don’t pretend perfection

You’ll be crucified too late

And he’ll say «you really should make the deal»

As he offers round the hat

Well, you’d better lick your fingers clean

I’ll thank you all for that

And as you join the good ship earth

And you mingle with the dust

Be sure to leave your underpants

With someone you can trust

And the hard-headed social worker

Who bathes his hands in blood

Will welcome you with arms held high

And cover you with mud

And he’ll say «you really should make the deal»

As he offers round the hat

Well, you’d better lick your fingers clean

Well, I’ll thank you all for that