Falling rock
12. Skinny leg mama and the fake bluesman

COUPLE OF THINK I JUST CAN’T STAND
A SKINNY LEG MAMA AND A FAKE BLUESMAN
I’VE BEEN WALKIN ALLA ‘ROUND
THIS GOD DAMN’D TOWN HAS GOT ME DOWN

I GOTTA SKEET-SCAT OUTTA HERE

GOT A FRIEND HIS NAME IS JACK
HE PUT A HOLE IN HIS TV SET
HE MOVE DOWN THE LINE WITH HIS PINCHE GAL
IT LOOKS LIKE JACK GOT A BRAND NU BAG

(Yea…: the guy debord touch)
EYE FOR AN EYE  TOOTH FOR A TOOTH

PLEE’ PASS THE BOTTLE AROUND
I LIE DOWN ON THIS SNOW COLD GROUND
Cant BRETAH… I NEARLY STOCKED
I DIDN’T WATCH FOR FALLIN ROCKS…

I’m SHARP ENOUGH TO DRAW BLOOD FROM A STONE