Feel So Good About A Piece Of Trash
The Birds Are Drunk, They're Drinking From A Glass,
The Worms Are Hungry, Looking For My Guitar,
White Lightnin' And Old Fruit Jar
I Get Juiced From Africa To Spain
Ghetto Blastin' Down The Lane,
The Pigs Flush Trains And The Sycamore Shades
Dig My Grave With A Silver Spade,
Makin' A List, Takin Requests
Ripping The Blues Out Of The Your Vest
Strychnine
Hit It With A Club, Stripmine
You Felt The Plugs
When You Dig Up The Path, The (?)
Beat Your Fists Through The Static And Noise
Cause I Got The Blues, And I Can't Be Satisfied..
Get The Blues, Gonna Catch That Train And Ride..
{scream}
Yeah
Jon Spencer: You Got It!
Is That Good?
Jon Spencer: You Got It!!
Alright, Sh-, Lemme- You Want Me To Do One More?
Jon Spencer: You Got The Flavor!
You Want Me To Do One More?
Jon Spencer: You Got The Flavor!
You Got The Flavor
Jon Spencer: You Got The Flavor!
You Got The Flavor!