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lyrics
Woke up this morning, ghost of a dream on my mind
I gotta feeling, been coming on strong, now I’m scared to even close my eyes
I come up on the West side, sure I was looking for an easy ride
Just give me a bottle, and my guitar, sit back and let it slide
But Oh… Can’t eat these words
And Oh… Can’t drink these songs
And that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
Yeah that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
Rolled on down the highway, tried to leave all my troubles behind
Just another day older, looking over my shoulder, still looking for some peace of mind
Come on over to the East side, bright lights shining in my eyes
But I got robbed, lost my job, worse I think I lost my pride
And Oh… Can’t eat these words
And Oh… Can’t drink these songs
And that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
Yeah that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
Looking slick in a shirt and tie, cut my hair, start talking right
Hush the demons, walk the line, push the dreams to the back of my mind
Working hard down on the South side, but now I just can’t believe my eyes
Here’s a politician, multi-millionaire, making money just for telling lies
Oh… they talk about austerity
Oh… but that’s just for you and me
Oh… They got champagne and caviar
Oh… They’re smoking big fat cigars
And that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
Yeah that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
Well did you ever get up in the morning feel like a rat in a cage
We gotta shake it, we gotta break it, sure it's time for us to rearrange
Head on back to the north side, but it's the same everywhere I go
Papers selling hate, dividing the state, poison in our very soul
And Oh… Can’t eat these words
And Oh… Can’t drink these songs
And that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
Yeah that’s a low down crying shame
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
And that’s low down, so low down, low down
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
And that’s low down, so low down, low down
I got them low down dirty crying shame blues
credits
from Brass Neck!,
released December 18, 2019
How Askew - electric guitars, vocals
Richy Clarke - bass
Phil Muriel - drums, backing vocals
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