Trot Line Beer Can Lyrics

My brain is thinking funny and I thought you'd relate,

I've got no money and I smell like shit.

Two cockroaches sit on a table

Gather dust eaves dropping conversation.
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Stone cold faces, hard hard times.

I love life but no pain is annoying,

Fuck the skeleton sin my closet,

I'm so tired of their sad sad moans