Broad Lick Nick — текст песни (Sanq)

The following is off of a tape of Sanq`s, by request of many.

Broad Lick Nick
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It`s a broad lick Nick
And I`ll tell you while I`m able
Or I`ll smash your skull if you don`t drink
Enough Black Label
It`s a hard man`s drink
Although the bottle`s broken
Put your money on the table
Strain the glass through your teeth.
So we grew up lean, mean,
Kings of the street scene
Without a mother`s guiding hand
To keep us clean.
Down your rum
We`ll take life as it comes
And all you Blue Ridge creeps
Can lick our literary bum.
Ii drank my first pure malt
Before I was three
I smoked a pack of Dutch cigarettes
My pappy left for e
And I romanced a little lass who was
Twelve years my elder
At the age of six I held her
That year I also bed her
So, before I was seven
My first child was born.
I told a pack of filthy lies as a politician
I heard my own confession as an act of contrition.
I spent ten years as a Trappist monk
At a village in Tibet
[something we can`t figure out]
Just to win a bet.
I severed my leg to win a
One legged race
And when I won I stitched it
Right back into place.
I fought Muhammed Ali
I seduced Mata Hari
I even won a sari
And I impersonated Ghandi
And I dare any here to call me a liar...
But I swear I saw Ezekiel
I swear I saw Elijah
Toasting marshmallows on Beelzebub`s fire!
We`re bad (Bad!)
Bad (Bad!)
Dangerous to know
We never gave a
[something else we can`t figure out]
We`ll stay up late
And never be folorn
And when the morning comes,
We will kiss the crack of dawn.
We took te wax from Kerouax,
And [dust to old Doestoevsky?]
And when all was said and done
Booze was all I had left me.
For all the world`s great thinkers
Are all a load
Of PUS!
And if you ask how Zarathustra spoke,
HE SPAKE THUS:
Drink, drink, drink
Drink until you`re drunk
Drink until you can`t stand up
Til you`re roly poly stung
Til your bladder bursts
Til you throw a bitter curse
Til they pick you up, still comatose
And slam dance in the hearse!
We`re good (Good!), bad (Bad!)
Ugly as sin
We mix our cough syrup
With our gin
So, take our medicine
And I pray that when I die
There`ll be someone else around to kiss my ass goodbye
Yes I pray, I pray, I pray that when I die
There`ll be someone else around to kiss my ass goodbye!