Shitty Blues from Jurassic Bar by Purple Dino

days come and go in this little georgia town
working my bar day and night until I break down
time goes so slowly and i'm locked in my cell
it's monday or tuesday, i can't really tell

sheriff's complaining that he's steak is cold
the guy in the corner said that the cheese tastes like mold
two truckers start fighting and let it all out
oh god i'm so disgusted i won't even shout.

seems like the clock on the wall is dead
and there's nothing more to lose
praying for a positive thought in your head
while spending your days with warm beer and shity blues

the walls are coming closer and smoke is all around
i'm pouring myself some shots, i'll need another round
the times the booze would save the day are gone
i'm lost i'm done, for me there's no dawn

me hand goes down the bar to reach my .45
i'm silencing those people and feeling so alive
the clock starts ticking again and boy can i choose
to pure myself a good, cold draft and play some kickass blues

seems like the clock on the wall is dead
and there's nothing more to lose
praying for a positive thought in your head
while spending your days with warm beer and shity blues


I aint no innocent
my faults my choice
except the time
i couldnt stand the noise
more or less
we re just bone n flesh
minds out of rest
neurotic drunks, go straight to hell

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