A Most Disgusting Song-Rodriguez

[00:24.46]I've played every kind of gig there is to play now [00:27.59] [00:29.45]I've played ****** bars, ****** bars, motor cycle funerals [00:33.20] [00:34.70]In opera houses, concert halls, halfway houses. [00:37.68] [00:45.11]Well I found that in all these places that I've played [00:47.54]all the people I've played for are the same people [00:52.96] [00:55.28]So if you'll listen, maybe you'll see someone you know in this song. [00:58.27] [01:00.52]A most disgusting song. [01:02.14] [01:05.57]The local diddy bop **** comes in [01:07.82] [01:10.50]Acting limp he sits down with a grin [01:13.25] [01:14.75]next to a girl that has never been chased [01:16.81]The bartender wipes a smile off his face [01:22.42] [01:25.23]The delegates cross the floor, [01:27.66] [01:29.53]curtsy and promenade through the doors, [01:33.03] [01:34.34]and slowly the evening begins. [01:36.09] [01:44.89]And there's Jimmy "Bad Luck" Butts [01:46.88] [01:49.07]who's just crazy about them East Lafayette weekend ***** [01:51.75] [01:54.00]Talking is the lawyer in crumpled up shirt [01:56.55] [01:58.30]And everyone's drinking the detergents [01:59.49]that cannot remove their hurts [02:02.61] [02:04.29]While the Mafia provides your drugs, [02:05.98] [02:08.47]your government will provide the shrugs, [02:10.42] [02:13.35]and your national guard will supply the slugs, [02:15.92] [02:17.59]so they sit all satisfied. [02:18.28] [02:29.68]And there's old playboy Ralph [02:30.86]who's always been shorter than himself, [02:31.50]and there's a man with his chin in his hand, [02:37.60]who knows more than he'll ever understand. [02:43.35]Yeah, every night it's the same old thing [02:47.35]Getting high, getting drunk, getting horny [02:50.02] [02:52.65]At the "Inn-Between", again. [02:57.01] [03:02.63]And there's the bearded schoolboy with the wooden eyes. [03:05.06] [03:07.31]Who at every scented skirt whispers up and sighs [03:12.36]and there's the teacher that will kiss you in French [03:14.80] [03:16.42]Who could never give love, could only fearfully clench [03:18.42]Yeah, people every night it's the same old thing [03:26.41]Getting pacified, ossified, affectionate at Mr. Flood's party, again [03:36.01] [03:41.57]And there's the militant with his store-bought soul [03:46.43]There's someone here who's almost a virgin I've been told [03:49.31]And there's Linda glass-made who speaks of the past [03:54.86] [03:55.42]who genuflects, salutes, signs the cross and stands at half masts [04:01.16]Yeah, They're all here, the Tiny Tims and the Uncle Toms, [04:04.47] [04:05.40]red heads brunettes, brownettes and the dyed haired blondes, [04:09.09] [04:10.09]Who talk to dogs, chase broads and have hopes of being mobbed, [04:14.14] [04:14.89]who mislay their dreams and lay their claim that they were robbed [04:18.34] [04:20.89]And every night it's going to be the same old thing [04:23.89] [04:24.83]Getting high, getting drunk, getting horny [04:27.01] [04:29.76]Lost, even, at Martha's Vineyard, again