Whoreofasorethroat Lyrics

Maclean & Maclean Whoreofasorethroat

Well, My bitch is in heat, She won't wash her feet
I ain't smelled her hole in nearly a week
I ain't got no money, No dope or no booze,
I got a whoreofasorethroat from singin' the blues

Fingers are bleedin' from playin' my guitar
I'm just tryin' to learn so I can play in bars
The union just fired me for not payin' dues,
I got a whoreofasorethroat from singin' the blues

Ah, But things gotta change
This cryin' is drivin' me strange
I can't take no more, Puttin' me down
I'd rather be under the lousy f..ckin' ground

..Fucking cigarettes, I wish I ha....
Puked all over myself..

I'm lookin' at Willie, The Stones and The Police
They got fifty million, I can't pay my f..ckin' lease
Seems the whole world is turnin' the screws,
I got a whoreofasorethroat from singin' the blues

My life ain't been easy, You probably guessed
I got herpes, the clap and I'm really depressed
I might as well end it, Got nothin' to lose
Just my whoreofasorethroat from singin' the blues

I feel like a bucket of f..ckin' shit...
My shit don't f..ckin' stink? It's all over me
If I shit in the corner to keep the flies off myself,
I could open up the window but it's already f..ckin'
stuck open.

F..ckin' cigarettes, I wish I hadn't lit one...