it was raining that day when i took a walk, with a pouch of tobacco and a fiddle to hawk, i had half a mind to a bottle of jack without a dollar to my name, i took a drunken stumble in the heat of the sun with a hand on my fiddle and an eye on my gun when the law rolled by with his head half-cocked and surely enough he stopped... he said "i saw you take a stumble back a couple of paces..." he got out of the car and started making faces, i can only assume it was from my smell cause i'd not showered in three weeks. I looked at him with my bloodshot eyes and said "sir i'm just gettin' my exercise" and he waved me on with an awkward nod though surely not convinced.
wearing sweatpants in the summer, sweaty mullet hanging down.
eating catfood by the dumpster as i chop myself a line
and lord i'd trade my methanphetamine if i could just have back my teeth
I Stole everything i own and i own everything i stole
i watch children through their window as they try to go to sleep
i look up to heaven and know god is smiling down
'cause i am atascadero trash
I was reading in the bible intellectualizing and nearing the pawn shop with my heart rate rising, i could almost taste that crystal powder was talking out loud and getting louder. i got a cockeyed look from the store owner and knew she though i was a loner i said "i got freinds they just all went to bed" (but what i really meant to say is that they're in my head). I put the fiddle on the counter with a stubble faced smile and i could tell she was unimpressed all the while "does it play?" i heard her say to me as i fumbled a bit with my words and said "see, i've not played in a couple of years and i just walked the El Camino after drinking eight beers, i'd just rightly like to get a couple dollars for my habbit, if it's not worth nothin' i'll just let you have it."
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she said "sir thats not exactly what i needed to hear i dont need to hear excuses about drinking beer", i grabbed that fiddle and took a look, and rosined my bow and started to get all shook.....
