Band: Woodbox Gang
Album: Drunk As Dragons
Bad Veins
VERSE 1
I don t have matching socks
I don t have a door that locks
I live in cardboard box
Sell a pint of blood for fifteen bucks
That s how a bum like me can get a drink
When the monsoon season came I escaped the rain
I hitched a ride on a railroad train
Well I went into that Illinois blood bank
Doctor said, âSon you ve got bad veinsâ
Now, how s a bum like me gonna get a drink?
It s like a brain surgeon who s gone insane
A one eyed assassin with bad aim
How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink
When the doctor says, âSon you ve got bad veinsâ
CHORUS
You ve got bad veins (You ve got bad veins)
VERSE 2
Well I know my old veins may not be the best
You can slit my wrist over a bucket leave me the excess
I don t care if you stick a sump pump right through my chest
Give me the money I ll clean up the mess
And then a bum like me can get a drink
It s like a queen dying of AIDS
A Romeo telling Juliet he s gay
How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink
When the doctor says, âSon you ve got bad veinsâ
VERSE 3
Now I m broke and sober and I feel the pain
Of all the blood returning to my brain
My blood alcohol content is normal again
Good blood flowing through bad veins
But how s a bum like me gonna get a drink
It s like all of Jesus disciples cursing his name
All except for Judas who holds his head in shame
How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink
When the doctor says, âSon you ve got bad veinsâ