That gang of gin I'm in
Then you'll know most certainly
The kind of game I'm in
You sound around to swinging about
The gang of gin I'm rolling in, oh
Then you'll know
The kind of state I'm in
Who will buy my beautiful roses?
Who will buy my beautiful songs?
Who will buy my beautiful roses?
Who will buy my beautiful songs?
Oh in a nutshell
Yeah in a nutshell, oh
In a nutshell
In a nutshell
I get around to singing about
That gang of gin I'm in
Then you'll know
The kind of game I'm in
She was getting pally with a scally in the alley
Giving head for gear
She calls a spade a spade
Got slit from ear to ear
Who will buy my beautiful roses?
Who will buy my beautiful songs?
Who will buy my beautiful roses?
Who will buy my beautiful songs?
Well I showed no decorum
Spilled my heart out on the forum
Looked like a snapshot
Of the most tragic day
I'll tell you my story
The treachery it bores me
Carl and McGee both promised me
It would not happen this way
Carl is kept sedated
The frontman elevated
And McGee doing all he can to ruin my band
And keep me out the way
In this industry of fools
Musclemen and ghouls
If you're not a puppet or a muppet
Then you might as well call it a day-ayay
The truth here gets distorted
The wall scrapings get snorted
I'm welcome back if I give up crack
But you gave me my first pipe anyway
Can't show no decorum
Posts left on the forum
Was like a snapshot
I get around to singing about That gang of gin I'm in Then you'll know most certainly The kind of game I'm in You sound around to swinging about The gang of gin I'm rolling in, oh Then you'll know The kind of state I'm in Who will buy my beautiful roses? Who will buy my beautiful songs? Who will buy my beautiful roses? Who will buy my beautiful songs? Oh in a nutshell Yeah in a nutshell, oh In a nutshell In a nutshell I get around to singing about That gang of gin I'm in Then you'll know The kind of game I'm in She was getting pally with a scally in the alley Giving head for gear She calls a spade a spade Got slit from ear to ear Who will buy my beautiful roses? Who will buy my beautiful songs? Who will buy my beautiful roses? Who will buy my beautiful songs? Well I showed no decorum Spilled my heart out on the forum Looked like a snapshot Of the most tragic day I'll tell you my story The treachery it bores me Carl and McGee both promised me It would not happen this way Carl is kept sedated The frontman elevated And McGee doing all he can to ruin my band And keep me out the way In this industry of fools Musclemen and ghouls If you're not a puppet or a muppet Then you might as well call it a day-ayay The truth here gets distorted The wall scrapings get snorted I'm welcome back if I give up crack But you gave me my first pipe anyway Can't show no decorum Posts left on the forum Was like a snapshot Explain Request ×
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