Woodbox Gang – Bad Veins (Ukulele)

Band: Woodbox Gang Album: Drunk As Dragons VERSE 1

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I don't have matching socks

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I don't have a door that locks

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I live in cardboard box

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Sell a pint of blood for fifteen bucks

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That's how a bum like me can get a drink

When the monsoon season came I escaped the rain I hitched a ride on a railroad train Well I went into that Illinois blood bank Doctor 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 insane A one eyed assassin with bad aim How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink When the doctor says, “Son you've got bad veins” CHORUS

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You've got bad veins (You've got bad veins)

VERSE 2 Well I know my old veins may not be the best You can slit my wrist over a bucket leave me the excess I don't care if you stick a sump pump right through my chest Give me the money I'll clean up the mess And then a bum like me can get a drink It's like a porn queen dying of AIDS A Romeo telling Juliet he's gay How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink When the doctor says, “Son you've got bad veins” VERSE 3 Now I'm broke and sober and I feel the pain Of all the blood returning to my brain My blood alcohol content is normal again Good blood flowing through bad veins But how's a bum like me gonna get a drink It's like all of Jesus' disciples cursing his name All except for Judas who holds his head in shame How in the hell is a bum like me supposed to get a drink When the doctor says, “Son you've got bad veins”