Testo Dirty Dishes

Bare trees in the window
Light in the bushes
I'm in my bedroom worried about my dishes
They're so dirty, lord knows they're dirty
I ain't got no toothpaste, I can't get my shoes laced
And my dishes are so dirty
My little Sony is on the blink
And mister I could sure use a drink Bartender, could you spare me a quart
I'm gonna take my forty-four
Knock off a liquor store
I'll take my chances in court
My favorite girlfriend
Pointed to the door
She said don't bring your long a** back 'round here no more
She got my Shakespeare
She got my snake spear
She got my Vinnie Van Gogh
I'm gonna cut off a piece of my ear
Hang it from the chandelier
Then I'm gonna hit hit the road