Time to Shit -

The old man drank the booze, he was crying too

No one saw him drop a tear because he’d run out of juice, yeah he had run out

of juice

Now, I fly looking for my muse, but there’s just a crow or two

Hell must be eternal wait between heaven and a better room, hey Joe!

I need some better room!

And I say:

I’ll reach there… but no I won’t!

And I feel:

I’m the wild one… but no I’m not!

You lost joy in your feet, you can no longer taste the meet…

You ate it, swallowed it, fed your body but now it’s time to shit, yeah!

It is now time to shit!

If you know you’re gonna lose, and that you can’t refuse

Let’s destroy this goddamn punk and shout: I love the blues!

Hey Joe!

I do love the blues!

I mean it!

I love the blues, yeah…