Lyrics > Heavy Trash – You Can’t Win

Writers: J. Spencer / M. Verta-Ray
Published: © 2007 Patricia Ann Music / Marsupial Parlay Vous (BMI)
From: Going Way Out With Heavy Trash (CD, US)
Transcribed: Pop Catastrophe
Back Off
Bad Boy
Bloodshot Eyes
Bug Bite Daddy
Bumble Bee
Chopt Face
Christmas In Königstein
Crazy Pritty Baby
Crying Tramp
Dark Hair'd Rider
Double Line
Dour Festival Song
The Female Form (Live)
Fix These Blues
Flip The Script
Gee, I Really Love You
Get My Rocks Off
Good Hair
Good Man
Hold Me Tight
The Hump
I Don't Mind
I'll Change My Style
In My Heart
I Want Oblivion
I Want Refuge
Jibber Jabber
Justine Alright
Kissy Baby
Leave That Junk Alone
Liebe Auf Den Ersten Blick
'Lonely Nights'
The Loveless
Lover Street
Mr. K.I.A.
Nevermore Blues
No Fun / The Model
Out Demon Out
Outside Chance
The Pill
Pork Chop
Punk Rock Mama
Pure Gold
Say Yeah
She Baby
(Sometimes You Got to Be) Gentle
Sweet Little Bird
Sweet, Sweet Girl
Take My Hand
That Ain't Right
That's What Your Love Gets
They Were Kings
This Day Is Mine
Under The Waves
Walking Bum
Way Out
We Got To Go
Wet Book
Wheel of Fortune
Yeah Baby
You Can't Win
You Got What I Need
Welcome to the shrek room
Pull up a rusty bedsprings
Light another torch to carry
’cause the record players broken
Yeah, I remember when these crying tramps were king
When the gyrations, wild gyrations ruled

Pump so full of reverberation, treble
So high on the slap back
Drunk on Pomade, Lemonade,
Lime, Ricky Cherry, Wine and Pepsi Cola
Tented beef, potted meat,
Fake meat, Slim Jims, Doritos, beans
And Mulligan stew

Wander six sweet romances
Melody and rhythm, pounding and insistent
Bizarre rituals to power the power
Wearing sideburns and shoe leather
And dead animal skins
But hey, if the suit smells, wear it

Town to town back room to ho down
[You can’t win]
Hand outs and punch ups broken hearts and bad luck
Another empty house
Another shock transmission
You can’t win
[You can’t win]

Carry an old worn photograph of an old lost love
Be Bop A Lula with a thump and a shove
[Be Bop A Lula]
Chattering and chattering, clattering
Sing rockabilly tramp mischievous king
Nothing more now than memories and phantoms
Ghosts and spooks beware
Stay close to the fire
Sleep with your shoes on
You can’t win
You can’t win

Yeah some people said something and some people died
You can’t win sad tramp
Did you hear about Madison?
Did you hear about Hamilton?

16 hours trapped under a Pinto
14 days strapped down to a gurney
The face will never be the same
Oh the infamy, Oh the shame
The Octobeast files tonight
This country will never be the same
[Octobeast files tonight]

Remember good night?
Remember tucking children into bed?
Remember Betty Lou? Peggy Sue?
Now just lookout for the cops
And watch out for the screw
So lost in the dream
Such a fine design
Disconnect from today

Bizarre rituals to power the powerful
Wonder and sin
Daily and hourly
Such glories were had, such heights to obtain
Blueberry hill
And now all traded for money but our pockets are empty
Promises that were held out have since been withdrawn
You can’t win