Текст песни Crash Test Dummies - Thick Necked Man
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We`re talkin` about a thick necked man in the cityBuild a pub a blood and sweatSwears by God he`ll stand by justiceHe aint stood by justice yetHe gets them drunk and gets their moneyThey cash their welfare checks for stoutNow he throws them into the streetHe`s sucked you in, he`ll spit you out[CHORUS]This money-minded S.O.B.Will not a penny lendAnd all I can do is pray to GodHe`ll suffer in the endWe`re talkin` `bout thick-necked man in a three-pieceKilling from his office deskThe many places he has beenAnd many more he`ll visit yetWithout his mommy`s pride & kissesWithout his country`s confidenceWithout the dying man`s permissionWithout no guilt or consequenceThis bloody-minded S.O.B.Has not a wound to mend...Now we`re talkin` `bout a thick-necked man in a fist fightLosing lots of bloodIt`s not his night, his boss is uptightHis face and name are covered in mudHe watches T.V., all star wrestlingSlams a six of aleHits his wife, wrecks the carAnd spends the long dark night in jailWell the Preacher man, he comes and asks himDoes he know the mess he`s in?He says he`ll turn to Jesus if he`llBail him out and buy him gin