Dreadnoughts Poutine
I am a rover, American a pair of green eyes, 5'10 it was to be, my final dance I rambled over La belle province montreal, rimouski, repentigny, chicoutimi the light inside me is getting dim god can't help the state I'm in I met a man, his name was Joe He said there's one place, you got to go along the mighty saguenay we ended up at Chez bebe Chez bebe, j'ai ressaisi La picardie, je l'ai compris the light inside me is getting dim god can't help the state I'm in good morning sky, good morning sun my prohibition has just begun I'll pack it in I'll take the vow if I have friends, I need them now but when the sun is in the west I'm in the arms of a perfect mess my only weakness, the perfect sin god can't help the state I'm in
