The Ghost of Funky Chuck

Eleven blocks away
In the pretty part of town
Overdose to comatose has got you on the ground
Singing sober drunk sober
Start again do it over
Do it over and over
Do it over and

Pompadour cologne ensures you're very sharply dressed
With the creature creeping up behind you easily impressed
Now he's holding your shoulder
And someone's coming over
Do it over and over
Do it over and

From the looks of it
You'll be out late tonight
So I'll just lock the door
You're not welcome to stay the night
And when it's all said and done
And you're feeling hungover
Do it over and over
Do it over and

You attract a certain kind of scavenger
The way you act is just like blood in water

You're just like blood in the water
You're just like blood in the water
You're just like blood in the water
You're just like blood in the water

On the side of the street
Where the sanitation stops
A crazy lady all strung out is shouting at the cops
Just pretend you don't know her
Even though you still owe her
Do it over and over
Do it over and

Thirteen blocks away
Walking in the wrong direction
Looking into piss in which you see your own reflection
Now you fall on your shoulder
Try hard not to roll over
Do it over and over
Do it over and

You attract a certain kind of scavenger
The way you act is just like blood in water

You're just like blood in the water
You're just like blood in the water
You're just like blood in the water
You're just like blood in the water



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Klein
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