Those Poor Bastards

Those Poor Bastards

Radio Country
Composição de (Lonesome Wyatt)

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C G Radio country, that sodomisin' beast C G C Radio country?s been killin' me Dm C They take hurtin' music an turn it to trash Em C They'll fuck you right up in the ass, boy G C They fuck you right up in the ass Dm C And I hate the sound, that slick soulless sound Em C Its 6 feet underground G C With that shit do underground (I?m warnin you) Bridge: C F 10 years from now the old singers C G Will be dead in their graves C F Who's gonna carry on that old time sound C G Not the fuckers you'll hear on Chorus They don't play Hank Williams or old Johnny Cash They fucked 'em right up in the ass (yes they did) They fucked 'em right in the ass (an I'll tell ya) That bullshit they play, it all sounds the same Cause the singers sing whatever there told Cocksuckers got no minds of their own 10 years from now the old singers will be dead in there graves Who's gonna carry on that old time sound Not the fuckers you hear on that radio

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