Cocksucker’s Blues

Lyrics

I said hello, but it stuck in my throat 'Cause up close, your whole life sounds Like some cocksucker blowing through town Or a stiff married suit who's just fucking around There's no real smile In this quarter mile I thought I'd find a kinder face Buried in ice, tonic, and gin Not these princes of dethroned kings Who come back every week Do the same old things, like Cuddle up, cuddle up, cuddle up Hover over his knee Come apart, come apart Fall under his feet Cuddle up, cuddle up Hover over his knee, boys [Instrumental Break] There's no real smile In this quarter mile Just new shirts and muscles Handshakes and huddles