Ernest Borgnine - John Grant, Conor O'Brien

How much is enough?

That’s a really tough question

You ought to give it some thought sooner or later

Got off of the hooch and the crack and skipped the smack down--

But then you had to find yourself a lower low

Doc ain’t lookin' at me;

says I got the disease

Now what did you expect?

You spent your life on your knees

It was never too late.

Tell me--what were you afraid of?

Do the numbers in your head or get out your calculator

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

Sorry that you think you had it rough in the first world

You ought to get out a map sooner than later

Knowledge has turned into a trap;

you have to slow down

Get out of your head and spend less time alone

But you never learn;

you get your labyrinth on

You lay awake at night and think that you are getting old

You don’t need to panic now;

you got time to do that later

You’re the Jack who’s chasing Danny outside in the snow

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

(Bridge)

I got to meet him once, and he was really, really cool

And when I think about everything’s that he’s been through

I wish he’d call me on the phone and take my ass to school

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

I wonder what Ernie Borgnine would do

(Bridge)

I got to meet him once, and he was really, really cool

And when I think about everything’s that he’s been through

I wish he’d call me on the phone and take my ass to school