Joe Bonama**a - Dirt In My Pocket lyrics

So here's my situation, for all the world to see Gone is my innocence, all that's left is me Rising up, just to tear me down I can be your perfect stranger, but just not now Insomnia, it drains my life Gone is the stranger from a forgotten time Fly me out of the windowsill No it ain't about my life, and it ain't about my will Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions I've been around along time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my Pocket, Dirt on my Shoes Makes a grown man win again, it's an easy man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, Leads a blind man Blues Lost in a Daze as I find myself Looking for new ways, to find a way out Causin' an effect, makes me drown a desire Tempted by my fate, of a virgin fire Warring superstitions, Joy and inhibitions I've Been Around a Long time, I can't lie to myself Dirt in my Pocket's, Dirt on my Shoes Makes a grown man win again It's a easy man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Leaves a good man walking, it's a blind man's Blues Dirt on my Conscience, Dirt over you Makes a good man walking, it's a easy man's Blues yeah Hey, Dirt in my Pocket Now Hmmmmmm mmmmmmm