See the man The crushed up man With the crushed up Carrolls packet in his hand Doesn't seem to see or care Or even understand And all he says is: F yez all, F yez all, F yez all Once he stood in a bar room brawl With a broken bottle in his hand Screaming: F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all The coppers came Dragged him away from his crucified Lord Beat him up in a meat wagon And they stood him up in court And all he had to say was: F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods See the man, The crushed up man With the crushed up Carrolls packet in his hand Doesn't seem to see or care Or even understand And all he says is: F yez all, F yez all, F yez all, F yez all St John Of Gods, St John Of Gods F yez all, F yez all