Everyone knows you’re a desperate man

Lyrics

Everyone knows you're a desperate man It's your only real quality Everyone says that without desperation you'd get on their fucking tits, yeah Everyone knows you're a desperate man It's a blessing of sorts if a blessing can then paralyse you It apparently can 'Cause everyone knows you're a desperate man Everyone knows you're a desperate man Everyone knows you're desperate man They take bets on the chances of finding you dead And the stakes have increased to include several high-value cars, yeah Everyone knows you're a desperate man It's a way to win friends if those friends are not easily subdued They've got rubbery necks 'Cause everyone knows you're a desperate man Everyone knows you're a desperate man Ho-ho Merry Christmas Did you hear the breaking glass? No? (No?) Then maybe you could have pulled a drink or two Out of the rotation I said to myself As I mourned afternoons But those dustbowls Won't dust themselves