Reverend Eviction’s Blues

I went down in cellar boy bout 3am
I went to bed at 6, and a half bottle of gin
I got to unroll myself, I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself, from this wicked world

Well, there's some fellas in the alley
They ain't up to any good
Been there since morning drinkin their rot-gut booze
They got to unroll themself, they got to unroll themself
They got to unroll themself, from this wicked world

I said come on back inside
Have them boys sit down
But they never left my room, now my landlord kickin me out
I got to unroll myself, I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself, from this wicked world

I tried sleeping at the bus stop till about 2
That's when them old trans and police come through
They said you got to unroll yourself, you got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself, from this wicked world

I was stopping by the library, I thought I'd catch up on the news
Librarian came round she said you know what you got to do
You got to unroll yourself, you got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself, from this wicked world

I figured the Salvation Army would put me up in there
When I got to the door, they said no no man my friend
You got to unroll yourself, you got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself, from this wicked world

Them boys down in the box cars, take your money and your shoes
I can't sit at the coffee shop they said I smell like booze
I got to unroll myself, you got to unroll yourself
I got to unroll myself, from this wicked world

Now I guess I'll pay 200 dollars for a flophouse room downtown
But until I get my check I'll just have to hang around
I got to unroll myself, I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself, from this wicked world
I got to unroll myself, from this wicked world