Lyrics

Special delivery for Mr. Volman Mr. Volman? Are you Volman? Rance Muhammitz, Rance, Rance Muhammitz, Muhammitz, Muhammitz In a steaming briefcase You're Volman? Yeah, no, no, he's Volman Who are you? You must call me Rance Muhammitz Funny you should mention it, we already did I said Rance, and he said Muhammitz just a few minutes ago At the beginning of that song Of course you did, lads I was sitting across the street in a fake nightclub with an Indian gentleman When suddenly, I felt the need, on your behalf, to communicate with me There was a need, wasn't there? Or you wouldn't have callеd, wouldn't you? Well, uh, we didn't actually call you We just said Rancе and, uh, Muhammitz a couple of times We said Ruth in there a few times, does that count? Haha, haha, haha, haha I'm known by many names, and I'm at your service whenever you choose to call You're the mailman in this town, right? You are Simmons, no, Brambert, no You are Lickert, correct? Yes, yes, Lickert, I do a few odd jobs here in Centerville I am sort of the general proprietor of all its major industries Its lakes, its parks, its lavish recreational facilities Its homes One day, you fix an election, the next day, you deliver the mail, haha We in government have a wide range of services to perform for the man in the street By the way, Mr. Volman, I have your cheeseburger Would you care to sign for it? Are you gonna eat that cheeseburger, Mark? Fucking guy'll eat anything This is registered delivery, you will have to sign for it Sure, man, I'll sign, where's the pencil? I don't wish to alarm you, my son, but the signature will have to be in blood Don't have any blood, I'm too wan Then we'll rent some blood, you still must sign You took the mystery burger, you are in full possession of the burger Do you know who I am? Who? Do you know who I really am? Really, man, who do you think you are? Yeah, do you want me to tell you who I really think you are? Oh, somebody tell me, who is this guy?