I searched through the drinkers Each propped over his glass I ran through each bar 'Til I found Guy at last
Guy you've been to the doctor No I don't think it wise Took one of his pills Boiled the blood in my eyes
When you played the master mix To the company man Took three million worldwide To make him understand
You don't work for peanuts But they'll push you too It's that company trick We're all jumping through
Bet you ain't had no food now Since you last went to sleep The wild seed that was sowed Will take forever to reap
What days and nights though? Rocking out of ham yard Oh skip that fandango Bring the blues back down hard
Though Chuck would never admit it At the door of the jail There stood Guy Stevens And he was waving the bail
Guy you've finished the booze And we've run out of speed But the wild side of life Is the one that we needTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
