Jack Ruby
(Gillan/Glover/Morse/Lord/Paice)

There's no method in
my madness
No craft no guile
No expertise
No self assuring smile
No wizardry or witchcraft
No crass deceit
No dark conspiracies I stand on
my own two feet
I'm coming through
just like Jack Ruby

I'm ragged around the edges
But I got control
There's no way around it
And I got control
I reach out for my program
Still got control
Straight down to business
Who needs control
I've got panache
Just like Jack Ruby

I don't beg forgiveness
I don't beg at all
But I beg to differ
Cos I got the ball
There was no invitation
You're not my type
and what's gone
It ain't worth having
Kiss it all goodbye
Right on the money
Just like Jack Ruby