Testo 3 Chimneys All Different

the dream was good remember the feeling
twirled my body from place to place
at once shaken need not worry
the bones in my hand are poking out
stuck on a steam train headed for chicago

ask for more, settled for nothing
ask for more, settled for nothing
Why yah mockin me, always mockin me
hands set free, black eyes for sale
that cuban shirt seems kinda dirty
did'ja wake up drunk on an itchy wool blanket
with nothing to eat but a mayonaise sandwich

ask for nothing, settled for less

bastard son born without thumbs