Band: Woodbox GangAlbum: Drunk As DragonsDirty SpongeVERSE 1Dm G DmTroubles, I know troubles, troubles are what I know bestDm G DmNot the kind that make you a rebel, just the kind that make you depressedDm G DmConfidential conversation spoken without hesitation half a decibel above silentlyDm G DmViolently or quietly I invite them in sighingly, everyone confides in meCHORUSF C GLike a dirty sponge soaking up the misery of the worldC FI guess someone's got to wipe their filthy mouthF C DmAn ugly sponge, heavy, full of dirt and ugly wordsDm A DmAnd it's about to wring me outVERSE 2I used to have bigger ears and more years to see the tearsAnd to hear the fears of my fellow manNow it is the opposite, I think those folks are full of shitAnd I find it hard to give a good goddamnVERSE 3Wring me out and get me clean in a metaphorical washing machineKerosene, bleach, and alcoholI'm constipated with this hatred and if I was God I would have made itImpossible to speak or hear at all
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