The Hard-Core Blues
Hey there buddy can you help me out
Hey there buddy can you help me out a bit
I ain't got nothin' to eat
And I'm miserable
My left eye's gone and my right eye's oye's gone and my right eye's on the fritz
My hands don't work and my drawers are full of shit
Life really sucks...
Hey there mister could you please give me a dime
c'mon man' gimme a dime
Maybe I can get a french...
Fry
Hey there mister can you give me some shoes
Walking around sure does give me the blues
I got a thistle in my right foot and ....
Nnnn....
A couple of cuts in my other foot
Hey there buddy have you got the time
C'mon. What time is it
Mmmm... my stomach's starting to hurt
So tell me buddy can I sleep under your car
It won't hurt nothing c'mon under your car
Oil will drip on me. It'll suck
But it's better'n gettin' rained on
I got to get the hell out of this town
I am so sick and tired of gettin' kicked around
Everybody knows that
I ain't got nothin'
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