Can’t Say That Procol Harum

I am your friendly manager
So please don't put me down
Just treat me with respect
Or I'll run you out of town

You are my willing servant
Don't get beyond your place
Or I will lay my rod on you
And crack you round the face

I am your gentle caretaker
I nurture you with balm
But if you swear before my eyes
I'll break both of your arms

You are my faithful follower
You've got to prove your worth
Or I will take back all my love
Put you in the earth

Don't lay that one down on me
Or you won't make it
For Pete's sake, I won't take it
You can't say that in front of me
And make my name a mockery