Every night another woman Every day a different town If I'm not accused of speeding I'm accused of coming down With a legal dose of something That you heard was going 'round And you wondered why I lost my sense of humor
Every song another record Every day just like a clock Knowing well I've had to take it Till I make it to the top With the devil right behind me And my heart about to stop Then you wondered why I lost my sense of humor
Twenty years I was in prison More than that I was alone Some lily-white reporter Thinks it's time that I was stoned Without sin, he wrote the story And it chilled me to the bone Then he wondered why I lost my sense of humor
I shaved my beard and cut my hair off It don't matter anyhow It was truth that told the answers To the questions up till now "Crucify him," someone shouted From the safety of the crowd Then they wondered why I lost my sense of humor
Hey, take them crosses from my doorstep There's no reason to my rhyme Everybody knows somebody Will take care of me in time I made friends of all you stand for But the blind can't lead the blind Just be glad I haven't lost my sense of humor
Just be glad I haven't lost my sense of humor 'Cause if I ever catch you I'm gonna kick your assTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
