Dead Broke Blues Songtext
von Mid City

I should have known
I′m not an animal
But sick and tired ain't code for I wanna know
Ran out of lives
Bought me a motorhome
Sent out of camp Craig
Lay up ready to go

I might have starved man
Straight out of Lilydale
Shitkicker white kid seeks sweet down in the dumps
But that was then
Now I′m a revelite
You got the power kids
Right here ready to go

It's alright
Whatever feels right
Dance off your dead broke blues


Career night sat on your carousel
I know it feels like feels like leaving alone
But you was wrong
Am I the enemy
Whatever call time fine lets give up the ghost

Another fight
Another fuck you and yours
Another beach-clad sand-caked kick in the balls
I've never right
Lets keep it civilised
Put down the keys please Kate
Quit punching the walls

It′s alright
Whatever feels right
Dance off your dead broke blues
And it′s alright
Whatever feels right
Dance off your dead broke blues

Oh it's alright
Whatever feels right
Dance off your dead broke blues
But it′s alright
You know it feels right
Dance off your dead broke blues