Gone Jackals - Cigar lyrics

I ve been pounding the same beat so long my feet engraved the street. Have a cigar! Have a cigar! A nice cigar - A thick cigar. Said I know of what I speak, so I walk. I walk on. Ten years more, ten years less, I won t bite the hand that raised me up from the dead. Have a cigar! Have a cigar! A nice cigar - A pink cigar. Said I know of what I speak, so I walk. I walk on. Well, I ve known which way the wind would blow, but there ain t no carrot to dangle in front of my nose. Cause I do what I like and I like what I do - I d rather flip burgers than turn from the blues.