Little Filthy Blues

I know I can't go on vacation
But I sure won't hesitate
To break all the rules and boundaries
That society creates
So stop pretending and sing
My little filthy blues
I know I'm stuck in my apartment
But somehow I need to let it out
All that pain and all that anger
Maybe it helps to dance and shout
Then I sat down at the piano
And wrote this filthy blues
Now that I'm stuck in my apartment
My stupid neighbors hate my guts
Don't wanna deal with all his whining
I'd appreciate if he'd shut up
Cause I'm never gonna stop singing
My little filthy blues
I know I can't grab a drink at Fipsies
Because they've closed all the bars for good
Too bad for all them single dudes
That live in my neighborhood
I'm sure they'll swing by when they hear
My little fitlhy blues
I've got a band called Livin' Vintage
And we finally figured it out
But what good is all this rehearsing
If we can't play in front of a crowd
So come on and sing
This little filthy blues
I know I can't go on vacation
But I sure won't hesitate
To break all the rules and boundaries
That society creates
So stop pretending and sing
My little filthy blues



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