Jerry Leger - Cutting Heads lyrics

I saw him on the corner I saw him in my head Spilling over the border Playing for the dead Mysterious and alarming Stealing all he could steal Blowing through A hot stepper in love With a life busking for his meals I'm not used to strumming all this for a game I'm not used to hearing somebody sing, "I've been cutting heads when they're just walking away I've been cutting heads just to make them stay I've been placing bets just to make it pay I've been cutting heads in a manic frame" He jumped trains for a living I walked home after dark Counting coins out of a little grey cap All I took advantage of I'm not used to strumming all this for a game I'm not used to hearing somebody sing, Chorus I need somebody to shove and I want a shoulder to rub I know they're coming for me I hear shots from the west and the east All I have is my guitar and a key And I hear him yelling down the street, "I've been cutting heads"