Band: Woodbox GangAlbum: Drunk As DragonsBad VeinsVERSE 1Gm Bb GmI don't have matching socksGm Bb GmI don't have a door that locksGm BbI live in cardboard boxGm BbSell a pint of blood for fifteen bucksGm Bb GmThat's how a bum like me can get a drinkWhen the monsoon season came I escaped the rainI hitched a ride on a railroad trainWell I went into that Illinois blood bankDoctor said, ?Son you've got bad veins?Now, how's a bum like me gonna get a drink?It's like a brain surgeon who's gone insaneA one eyed assassin with bad aimHow in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drinkWhen the doctor says, ?Son you've got bad veins?CHORUSGm BbYou've got bad veins (You've got bad veins)VERSE 2Well I know my old veins may not be the bestYou can slit my wrist over a bucket leave me the excessI don't care if you stick a sump pump right through my chestGive me the money I'll clean up the messAnd then a bum like me can get a drinkIt's like a porn queen dying of AIDSA Romeo telling Juliet he's gayHow in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drinkWhen the doctor says, ?Son you've got bad veins?VERSE 3Now I'm broke and sober and I feel the painOf all the blood returning to my brainMy blood alcohol content is normal againGood blood flowing through bad veinsBut how's a bum like me gonna get a drinkIt's like all of Jesus' disciples cursing his nameAll except for Judas who holds his head in shameHow in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drinkWhen the doctor says, ?Son you've got bad veins?
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