"Thick-Necked Man"by Benjamin DarvillD DDWe're talkin' 'bout a thick neck man in the cityG ABuild a pub a blood and sweatDSwears by God he'll stand by justiceG AHe ain't stood by justice yetDHe gets them drunk and he gets their moneyG AThey cash the welfare checks for stoutDNow he throws them out into the streetG AHe sucked you in he'll spit you outD GThis blood-minded son of a bitchC GWill not a penny lendD A G DAnd all I can do is pray to GodA DHe'll suffer in the endWe're talkin' 'bout a thick necked man in a three pieceKilling from his office deskThe many places he has beenAnd many more he'll visit yetWithout his mommy's pride and kissesWithout his country's confidenceWithout the dying man's permissionWithout no guilt on consequenceThis bloody-minded son of a bitchHas no a wound to mendAnd all I can do is pray to God he'llGet one in the endNow we're talkin' 'bout a thick necked man in a fist fightLosing lots of bloodIt's not his night his boss is uptightAnd his face and name are covered in mudHe watches TV, all star wrestlingSlams a six of aleHits his wife and wrecks the carAnd spends a long dark night in jailWell the Preacher man, he comes and asks himDoes he know what mess he's inHe says he'll turn to Jesus if he'llBail him out and buy him ginThis bloody-minded son of a bitchHas not a son to mendAnd all I can do is pray to GodHe'll get one in the endDLet him get one..........D A G DAnd all I can do is pray to GodA DHe'll get one in the end-------------------------------Typed by (X-tremly weird) Harry
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