Brokeass Blues

I said tie your lips
Tight your boots
Tighten up your belt
Lighting up another butt
And selling off your health
Will they see
That you're living on your knees

So tell the doctor
Tell your brother
And tell the preacher too
All the while they running fast
See them coming after you
But in time
You got the broke ass blues

Oh, the things that I say
When I'm drunk
Gonna send me to hell
You can work all day then ya
Go keep nothing for yourself
Let me tell ya you get used to
Nothing
Tried running
And then I went and fell
On the mirage I dream on
I see the road to my wealth

I got a sack of potatoes with trees on the skins
Meal for the hound-dog
Eggs for the miss
And by tomorrow
I swear candy for the kids

I got a taste of honey
But I'm dreaming of a hint of a lime
Swimming down to the bottom
For a glimmer of a dime
When you dry all the bourbon
And the rye

Oh, the things that I say
When I'm drunk
Gonna send me to hell
You can work all day then ya
Go keep nothing for yourself
Let me tell ya you get used to
Nothing
Tried running
And then I went and fell
On the mirage I dream on
I see the road to my wealth

I got the broke ass, broke ass, broke ass blues
Got the broke ass
Broke ass
Brokeass Blues
Hit the blinds
They got me hammering on the snooze'

So tell the doctor
Tell your brother
And tell the preacher too
All the while they running fast
See them coming after you
But in time
You got blowing through the news

Coming for you baby
Coming for you baby
Coming for you baby
Got the Brokeass