Sticking my switchblade in the guts of a man
Feeling his blood flow all over my hand
Knowing his life it is mine to command
See the work of my beautiful knife
Twisting it slo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
All of this will pass
I swear that it is true
And someday it will all begin anew
Oh my darling girl
Don't you ruin your health
By living for the emptiness of wealth
Lay your ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
Do it!
Oh, yes
Maybe they'll take all your money
Maybe you'll live on the street
Maybe they'll hunt you and trap you
Maybe you'll crawl at your feet
They can do what they...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
Let us meet beside the field
That stretches across the nightmare world
There it rains the coldest rain
But there we'll meet again, again
I know in my heart it's hopeless
I k...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
Into her heart the knife she stuck
She said, "Now you’re through you lazy slut
You stole my man and made him lose his head
So like a rabid dog, well I shot him dead
I...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
The machines they took over
So I packed my saddle
And headed out west to the prairie
I came to a river
And held my head under
Baptized myself in its glory
In the cities the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
I'm gonna hang you from a rope
I'm gonna take me to a picture show
I'm gonna knock on bolted doors
And I ain't gonna be afraid no more
No no no
No no no
No no
There's so...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
I'm not the beast they've made me out to be
I've done some good things
I've done some good things
Like you I have stumbled once or twice
And done some bad things
I've done som...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
Red, Old Red
Black as the night
Swallowed that Indian
In just one bite
Red, Old Red
Faithful and true
My only companion
In this world
Cold and cruel
Old Red
Old Red...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards
I don't want you coming round to see me
Go back into town I wanna think
I don't want to talk about tomorrow
I'm tired of your God-fearing stink
The rain is always leaking throu...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Those Poor Bastards