The Woodbox Gang - Tough Guy Blues | Текст песни

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I came hungry
Came to make me some money
Got my blues from the karate kid
And my roots from Bugs Bunny

Well I burned out and got older
My spirit smoldered
Stuffed a sock in my pants
And tossed a chip on my shoulder

Well I gave up thinking
And I took up drinking
To emanicipate my mind like
Abraham Lincoln

Then I robbed and I ripped
Wagging my lips
Singing bibbidibobbidibibbidibib

I got drunk and I smoked a lot of cigarettes
I got a hangover but I never got rid of it
My heart got broke and my brain got bruised
I still don't know a thing about the tough guy blues

There was this little flirt
Popping out of her shirt
Smiling and laughing
Hanging on to each word

So innocent and sweet
Rockin' to the beat
I tapped that keg
Like she tapped her little feet

A girl half my age in love with me
I got busted at age thirty three
My heart got broke and my brain got bruised
But I still don't know a thing about the tough guy blues

So high so fast that's when I crashed
Down in the gutter tossed out of my ass

Like a cartoon Saturday morning
I wave by still hovering
And splat on the ground
Know the true meaning of suffering

I got a reason for the anger
Like a blind blues singer
I gouge out my eyes
And let a stray dog lick my finger

I get sad sometimes act suicidal
I look like Jesus but I've never read the Bible
My heart got broke and my brain got bruised
But I still don't know a thing about the tough guy blues

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