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The Woodbox Gang - Bad Veins lyrics
I don't have, matching socks I don't have, a door that locks I live in a cardboard box Sell a pint a blood for fifteen bucks That's how a bum like me, can get drink When the monsoon season came I escaped the rain I hitched a ride on a railroad train I went to that Illinois bloodbank Doctor said "Son, You got bad veins" Now, how's a bum like me, gonna get drink? It's like a brain surgeon who's gone insane Or a one-eyed assasin with bad aim How in the hell is a bum like me Supposed to get a drink When the doctor says "Son, you got bad veins"? You got bad veins [x7 alternately] [jam] Now, I know my old veins may not be the best You can slit my wrist over a bucket, leave me the excess I don't care if you stick a sump-pump right through my chest! Give me the money, I'll clean up the mess And then a bum like me, can get a drink It's like a porn queen, dying of AIDS A Romeo telling Juliet he's gay How in the hell is a bum like me Supposed to get a drink When the doctor says "Son, you got bad veins"? You got bad veins [x7 alternately] [jam] Now I'm broke and sober and I feel the pain Of all the blood returnin' to my brain How in the hell is a bum like me Supposed to get a drink When the doctor says "Son, you got bad veins"? You got bad veins [x7 alternately] [jam] You got bad veins [x7 alternately] You got bad veins![ outro jam] |
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