Thick-Necked Man Lyrics

	作词 : Darvill
	We're talkin' about a thick necked man in the city
	Build a pub a blood and sweat
	Swears by god he'll stand by justice
	He aint stood by justice yet
	He get's them drunk and gets their money
	They cash their welfare checks for stout
	Now he throws them into the street
	He's sucked you in, he'll spit you out
	This money-minded s.o.b.
	Will not a penny lend
	And all i can do is pray to god
	He'll suffer in the end
	We're talkin' 'bout thick-necked man in three-piece
	Killing from his office desk
	The many places he has been
	And many more he'll visit yet
	Without his mommy's pride & kisses
	Without his country's confidence
	Without the dying man's permission
	Without no guilt or consequence
	This bloody-minded s.o.b.
	Has not w ound to mend
	And all i can do is pray to god
	He'll suffer in the end
	Now we're talkin' 'bout a thick-necked man in a fist fight
	Losing lots of blood
	It's not his night, his boss is uptight
	His face and name are covered in mud
	He watches t.v., all star wrestling
	Slams a six of ale
	Hits his wife, wrecks the car
	And spends the long dark night in jail
	Well the preacher man, he comes and asks him
	Does he know the mess he's in?
	He says he'll turn to jesus if he'll
	Bail him out and buy him gin

	zuo ci : Darvill
	We' re talkin' about a thick necked man in the city
	Build a pub a blood and sweat
	Swears by god he' ll stand by justice
	He aint stood by justice yet
	He get' s them drunk and gets their money
	They cash their welfare checks for stout
	Now he throws them into the street
	He' s sucked you in, he' ll spit you out
	This moneyminded s. o. b.
	Will not a penny lend
	And all i can do is pray to god
	He' ll suffer in the end
	We' re talkin' ' bout thicknecked man in threepiece
	Killing from his office desk
	The many places he has been
	And many more he' ll visit yet
	Without his mommy' s pride kisses
	Without his country' s confidence
	Without the dying man' s permission
	Without no guilt or consequence
	This bloodyminded s. o. b.
	Has not w ound to mend
	And all i can do is pray to god
	He' ll suffer in the end
	Now we' re talkin' ' bout a thicknecked man in a fist fight
	Losing lots of blood
	It' s not his night, his boss is uptight
	His face and name are covered in mud
	He watches t. v., all star wrestling
	Slams a six of ale
	Hits his wife, wrecks the car
	And spends the long dark night in jail
	Well the preacher man, he comes and asks him
	Does he know the mess he' s in?
	He says he' ll turn to jesus if he' ll
	Bail him out and buy him gin

	zuò cí : Darvill
	We' re talkin' about a thick necked man in the city
	Build a pub a blood and sweat
	Swears by god he' ll stand by justice
	He aint stood by justice yet
	He get' s them drunk and gets their money
	They cash their welfare checks for stout
	Now he throws them into the street
	He' s sucked you in, he' ll spit you out
	This moneyminded s. o. b.
	Will not a penny lend
	And all i can do is pray to god
	He' ll suffer in the end
	We' re talkin' ' bout thicknecked man in threepiece
	Killing from his office desk
	The many places he has been
	And many more he' ll visit yet
	Without his mommy' s pride kisses
	Without his country' s confidence
	Without the dying man' s permission
	Without no guilt or consequence
	This bloodyminded s. o. b.
	Has not w ound to mend
	And all i can do is pray to god
	He' ll suffer in the end
	Now we' re talkin' ' bout a thicknecked man in a fist fight
	Losing lots of blood
	It' s not his night, his boss is uptight
	His face and name are covered in mud
	He watches t. v., all star wrestling
	Slams a six of ale
	Hits his wife, wrecks the car
	And spends the long dark night in jail
	Well the preacher man, he comes and asks him
	Does he know the mess he' s in?
	He says he' ll turn to jesus if he' ll
	Bail him out and buy him gin

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