The 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.