Call in a favour
Come and take a look
Better tell the preacher
Better bring his book
They say she's been touched
And now she's rolling in the mud
I've got a sinner in my blood
I've been lonely and baby you're a lion
Eat my heart out, save me from the sighing
I ain't budgin' for no fool man
‘Cause no fool man can move
So put me in a room
And swallow down the key
Render me a wordless
Muted amputee
I'll turn them padded walls
Into fire wood
‘Cause I've got a nomad in my blood
Chorus
So praise all o' them husbands
Drunk on apathy
Hail to them women
Breathin' ennui
I' been savin'
A lap dance for the judge
‘Cause I got a razor in my blood
Chorus
You keep me tied up
To a hitchin' post
I'll take my clothes off
And offer up a toast
This one's for the funny bones
Who make the bad look good
I got a poet in…