Bad Taste Blues (Part I) - Ball Park Music

It’s my own dumb sense of obedience

That leaves me to feel this way

And even though I know I’m a lucky boy

I get days where I want to die

Oh I can’t complain but I will

And from my convenient position I would kill

To be in a bad man

With feeling in his fingers oh yeah

I’m pardoned in the fog and I’m over it

I’m all PC and feather light

And even though the future looks miserable

I get paid just to be polite

I put a gun to my head

I pull the trigger I’m dead

And that’s the end