Close some air Choking in clean underwear Bleeding tongue 8-Ball pounding in my lungs Ship to shore I can't see the coastline anymore I shouldn't be here I thought, I made that loud and clear But the master of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't play it any faster When he plays the blues When he had the heart to ask her And every note just shook the plaster Now he's just a mean ole bastard When he plays the blues Chinatown I'm chasin' that old dragon down I don't [Incomprehensible] We play the blues with the curtains drawn Sidewalks of white Where the L.A. sun beat out the night Pounding brain My last transmission down the drain And the master of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't play it any faster When he plays the blues When he had the heart to ask her And every note just shook the plaster Now he's just a mean ole bastard When he plays the blues There's a debt I owe I never paid before I go So I sing the blues Hand me down my walkin' shoes You're in my heart Though we may be miles apart There's my point I'll see you in another joint When the master of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't play it any faster Oh, when he plays the blues When he had the heart to ask her And every note just shook the plaster Now he's just a mean ole bastard When he plays the blues Now he's just a mean ole bastard When he plays the blues © CAREERS-BMG MUSIC PUBLISHING INC; OVAL TRACK TUNES; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com