Ball Park Music - Bad Taste Blues, Pt. 2 lyrics

It's my own dumb sense of obedience That leaves me to feel this way And even though I know I'm a lucky boy I get days where I want to die [Chorus:] Oh I can't complain but I will And from my convenient position I would k** To be in a bad man With feeling in his fingers oh yeah I'm pardoned in the fog and I'm over it I'm all PC and feather light And even though the future looks miserable I get paid just to be polite [Chorus x2] I put a gun to my head I pull the trigger I'm dead And that's the end