Joint Blues
Zork * Track #4 On Punkige Plaat
Joint Blues Lyrics
In the morning
I smoke a joint
In the evening
I smoke a joint
Oh, when I go out
I smoke a joint
Oh, when I'm sad
I smoke a joint
I got in a fight
With a bald skinhead, yeah
Who couldn't read and couldn't write
I broke my hands up on his face, yeah
Can't roll any joints anymore
That's why I got the blues, for
I got in a fight
With a bald skinhead, yeah
Who couldn't read and couldn't write
I broke my hands up on his face, yeah
Can't roll any joints anymore
That's why I got the blues, for
Now I still have no fucking blow
That's why I hate no skin and so
Without a joint I got nothing to lose
That's why I got this blues
I got in a fight
With a bald skinhead, yeah
Who couldn't read and couldn't write
I broke my hands up on his face, yeah
Can't roll any joints anymore
That's why I got the blues, for
The blues
The blues
The blues
The blues