When the Other Foot Drops, Uncle - Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings

Oh, the way you like

To get your taste, uncle

Oh, the things you led your way

But every dog has his day, uncle

And it just can't go on, it just can't go on this way

But a day will surely come

When the other foot drops, uncle

You're gonna pay for all you done

When the other foot drops, uncle

There won't be no where to run

When the other foot drops, uncle

You gonna be found out

When the other foot drops, uncle

You can bet you're gonna lose your clout

You've been tramping around this world like you're the only one living

But soon enough, you're gonna get back some of what you been giving

The lies that you've been spinning

Are running out of thread

And your crafty little pencil

Is running out of lead

A happy day is surely gonna come

When the other foot drops, uncle

Yeah, your alibi will fail

When the other foot drops, uncle

Ain't nobody, nobody gonna make your bed

When the other foot drops, uncle

Ain't got no place to hide

When the other foot drops, uncle

You gonna pay for every time you lie

Yes, you ought to be ashamed

Of all you've said and done

But before the cards are on the table

You better pack up and run (repeats)