Jerry had some beers and started to sing He knows just what he means he don't mean a thing He waited for the wisdom years would bring, to him On theigerator door Are the words he had written moments before It says 'i hope i never have to go to war' Speak soft, baby don't you talk to me, To me, to me, to me He goes to the dance and falls in love Years later it's still her he's thinking of She never spoke once or even looked up, enough Speak soft, baby don't you talk to me, To me, to me, to me Houdini closed himself inside of a box He didn't have a trick to spring the lock Off the stage the people watched, the clock Prison could be a nice place to live The bars on the window like bars on a crib Freedom is the least desired gift, to give Speak soft, baby don't you talk to me, To me, to me, to me Jerry had some beers and started to weep It's time to turn away, it's his time to sleep Don't trouble yourself with seeking peace, go cheap