Peanut butter blues melancholy jam

Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh The right distance, the right distance Yeh yeh yeh My hand grip whiskey like a newborn child Last night I must admit it got quite wild now Morning's approached and I wrestle with a...

I want to shout out All those people who left me to mourn Who didn't bite lips yeah I've got scorn KFC bucket-load born in the South but want to get North Now I've got dreams but they're mixed up in...

I keep on scribbling In the spare room I'm living in Body's here but I'm living in Why do I keep wasting time I keep on writing, writing But them folk ain't biting, biting Maybe the bait ain't juicy...

Kids to school, waking up at 6 Half asleep and making baby bowls of weetabix Now dogs keep barking and the neighbours start shouting And next thing I know my eyes closed, just despairing But I can't...

Oh no no no Life's too short so I've got to make haste and And I don't want to get old and be a waste, man No these new shoes need pace, man Break this ball and chain round my waste, man Please give...

I'm 44 years old and life ain't Golden Like Jill Scott said When you got no cash Got no check book, got no credit card Life is pretty hard I'm sure you can see that and plus under-rated, plus bear...

I'm at peace, I've said my piece I'm on a trip, I'm going east But don't follow follow follow follow follow me Don't follow follow follow follow follow me I've been a clown, I've messed around I've...

Round and round we go When's it gonna stop I ain't been paid and I ain't got a lot But it's us against whatever babe Us against whatever babe You know what's hard? Knocks on the door And the volumes...

I ain't come in here To try and change your life You can do it by yourself if you choose to I just want to have a drink ave some junk, chocolate cake and all those things And wrap up warm in winter...