Said my prayers to the old black gods Tied a string around some chicken bones Set em on fire and crossed my heart Tuned up the Kay and the Silvertone
Rubbed my hands cross the Tolex scars Took the laces out of my tennis shoes Oh I can live with a 60 cycle hum Is anybody here got a 50 watt fuse
Layed down a groove like a monkey gettin off Stompin on the kick, pounding on the tom If you ever get to heaven say whew thank you If you ever get scared say the 23rd psalm
I got a coricidin bottle that I use as slide And a woman sweet as a tootsie roll When she kissing and licking and cussing and a grindin Shakes the mortal coil round my amaranthine soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
