Chorus: Repeat these three lines three times Jack talked Jack talked like Jack talked like a man on fire (Man on fire!)
Jack talked like a man on fire and his eyes moved like two shiny steel ball bearings And when they moved the ground beneath him shook and split open No one got too close to Jack but Jack never got too close anyway And when he dreamed, his ears drooled thirty-weight engine oil
He took personality tests And stapled them to his lower lip No one ever came out on a visit with Jack But Jack never visited anybody anyway
Jack made false contributions to charity telethons Jack made crank phone calls to elected officials His arms shook and his legs twitched and his tongue darted out of his mouth every few seconds And when it did it touched the tip of his nose
And when it touched the tip of his nose He yelled out as loud as he could "I have artistic sensibility, I am a damn good risk, I am the messenger and here is the message"