Lyrics:
house
He's out of sight yet
Oh he's your mistreated lover
He's your black coated man
I've been raised by the criminals
Brought up by the blues
Been
chewed
I'll be pink oh, I'll be pink oh
I'll be pink and you be blue
I'll be me and you be you
And we'll make purple
We'll make purple
We'll make purple
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
I was up this mornin', ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues, give me your right hand
overly fucked in the beef
Pretty sure I landed a bang to his teeth
Man will get banged in the face by me
Not my bredrin, banged in the face by me
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
by and beat up my son
So I went out and bought myself a big old German dog
The man behind me saw me and he started raisin' hogs
A nineteen year old
can't be found.
Blues, why don't you let me ‘lone?
Blues, why don't you let me ‘lone?
I'll try to figure this out by myself, ‘cause I'm so blue and all
Woman shined the apple, and the man had to take a bite
Anything that good, God knows, just had to be right
Well they woke up naked with a bit headache
Well I started out to be a towboat man
But I never got the hang of a ratchet bar
I was a -growin up a-deckin in the
Illinois trade with coal dust
punk blues
Where I grew up in the city well you had to be mean to get by
Hanging out on the corner
Getting flaked every night
Man we were bad assed
Too
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
empty
So he yelled, "oh, heck"
"Heck," said the rebel
Well, the Dean walked by
Just as that occurred
He said, "you can get expelled
For what I just
Last week, this old man I had to blast
'Cause he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't
really sure where I'm going
Where's my road
Feel so lost
Oh well
But I'm here now
Feeling blue but this sky says
I'm yours
Wind in my hair
The cold air
talent I've been given
To kill Goliath by your Spirit
In your eyes there's a heavy blue
In your eyes there's a heavy blue
That is the possibility of God
Last thing I remember I was running for the door
to go and be an artist in that city by the shore
instead I hung my bohemian dreams from a Washington
hung up
All the times that you done rung up on my card man that shit fucked up
And you left me like its nothing getting rich and I see something
You's
Mmmmmm I woke up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
I woke up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
Give me your
Mmmmmm I woke up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
I woke up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
Give me your
Heavyweight heads, you just twistin that boof!/
My hitters’ll shoot! One rip in ya roof!/
While I’m hittin this stick of the stickiest blue!/
Blew sticks by
(A1)
16 I sold my first plate
I felt like the man but now I move 20 a day
You owe money and now that you late
You hung ya self, been knew that you
empty
So he yelled, "oh, heck"
"Heck," said the rebel
Well, the Dean walked by
Just as that occurred
He said, "you can get expelled
For what I just
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