Generic Blues |
I woke up this mornin', Then I went back to bed. Said I woke up this mornin', Then I went right back to bed. Got a funny kinda feelin', Like I got broken glass in my underwear, And a herd of wild pigs is tryin' to chew off my head. You know what I'm sayin'? Well, I ain't got no money, I was born in a paper sack, in the bottom of a sewer. I'm just a no-good, scum-sucking, nose-picking, boot-licking, Aw, make it talk, son, make it talk. Okay, now make it shut up. Plagues and famine and pestilence always seem to get me down. |
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