Nine Bar Blues — текст песни (Whitmore)





Friday night the parties on at Graham`s down the way
Pick up your drink
And your smoke
And your tunes - and your Pills
And meet me on the street
Get into the truck, everybody sucks
This weed is gonna blow your mind
This weed will blow your mind

Sometimes I really mean the things that I say
I know that you`ll never pay
Go down to Aidan`s when your out of your face
He`s got a nine bar in his pillow case.



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