can't see for yourself Oh, whoa-oh, whoa Oh I, I won't Leave for anything No I, I won't Leave for anything Well I've made mistakes That have done you no good
The old man was covered with tattoos and scars He got some in prison and others in bars The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime They looked
spring sauce, of the true origin Who would score, the wizard of war Came in best man was a god damn dinosaur No more jungle-like living, from the Blue
