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bumpin uglies - suitcase lyrics

i own a house that i don’t sleep in
monday begins my weekend
and bumper stickers mark where i have been
k!lling vans and selling t+shirts
is how i describe my work
along with romanticizing gluttony and sin

i lead a pack of vagabonds
we’re singing folky reggae songs
smoking cigars that were gutted and refilled
sleeping inside cheap motels
wondering what is that smell
and if this life we love will one day get us k!lled
i hope not!

talk is cheap and good looks fade
but the open road is here to stay
my life fits in a nylon sack
so i keep my suitcase packed

we are free men, beholden to no one
a pack of road dogs pursuing the setting sun
creatures of the evening, we ain’t listening to reason
you can find us at a rock club where the good weather’s in season
with a comped tab and trouble in our eyes
when the crowd turns up do not be surprised
talk is cheap and good looks fade
but the open road is here to stay
my life fits in a nylon sack
so i keep my suitcase packed

- bumpin uglies lyrics

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