Its ok for today Lets meet again tomorrow But for now I guess Ive had enough Call me up and then Well talk about the sorrow From the pistols The things are half as tough The wall you built around you Is impossible to climp And every time Ive tried it I fell on my face Ive tried to look into you Believe me that its true Just like a slick You slipped out my emprase I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet And then I'm learning how to blow When Ive got it Ill blast down your walls of Jericho I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet And then I'm learning how to blow When Ive got it Ill blast down your walls of Jericho Last year in September I remember when we met Things were easy Back up we were too Believe me when I tell you I can smell you making problems Lock your heart And I can hear the tune, babe I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet And then I'm learning how to blow When Ive got it Ill blast down your walls of Jericho I'm gonna buy myself a trumpet And then I'm learning how to blow When Ive got it Ill blast down your walls of Jericho