I think I've finally got a passable first draft for a new song for the Hobo Guidebook.
Pass it along- I think it's a silly, fun piece!
Every good hobo has a few tips on scuffling, should the occasion permit.
Gilly is no exception. Here's his take on the fine art of coming to blows.
Lyrics
first verse
im a peace loving guy
dont want no ruckus or no brawl
but trouble comes
mebbe not today
mebbe not tomorrow
but sure as shootin
youll be pinned down
laid bare
bullied
youre a stranger
what can ya do
chorus
theres a point in everyones life where ya choose
will you be silent
will you respect yourself
its true
if ya got to fight
fight dirty
second verse
keep your back to the wall
their shoulders give it all away
before they swing
counter from the blow
feet apart and ready
just stick your thumb into their eye
i know its crazy
thats why it works so well
thats what you do
chorus
bridge (and me just being a goof)
third verse
for a group
how to fight
forget the flourish and the pride
heres what ya do
find the meanest one
scream and cuss and cry
aim for their groin to save your life
knife hidden in your boot tip
kick em til the blood drips
and run away
chorus
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