Corb Lund - Counterfeiters' Blues - Sözleri

he said drink deeply of the wine, my friend, breathe fully in the smoke 


and eat the fish that he conjured, this is the bread that jesus broke 


this is grape juice and cheap vodka, man, this isn't even wine 


i'm smokin shredded cardboard, eating sawdust baked with lime 


this is not the truth you tell me, but some terrible, evil joke 


sounds to me like the counterfeit blues have got you by the throat 





there seem to me an awful lot of charltans round here 


and hustlers, cheats and anglers, fixers, sharps and mutineers 


the factory and subterfuge and corporato cheat 


conspire to fast reduce us to the stamping of our feet 


the lords of mass producto mass product at quite a pace 


it won't be long these counterfeit blues'll run the whole damn place 





these notes that you've been paying with are a little bit too green 


the printing's off, the ink has got a polyester sheen 


your bill has grown too large and now you'll have to work it off 


and your snout will have to make its way from the far end of the trough 


you got suckered into tryin to make your make your money overnight 


looks to me like the counterfeit blues will be doggin you all of your life 





the worn out western hat i got no longer smells like horse 


and i can't afford to keep one around now that rooster's gone, of course 


i guess i've left it all behind me now except for when i write 


and sing ancestral praises of the ones who knew that life 


yes, years of rocka rolla have extracted quite a fee 


maybe them old counterfeit blues have been creepin up on me














		
			



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