Car, Etc.

It's not a bad car that I drive
Barely well but still alive
You might laugh when I arrive
It's not a bad car that I drive

It's not a cold couch where I sleep
Not as hard as it was cheap
Seven foot long, two feet deep
It's not a cold couch where I sleep

She's not a sad girl that I've got
Cries a little, laughs a lot
Loves her man more than she ought
She's not a sad girl that I've got

(Tie your shoelaces
To my shoelaces
I'll tie a rope to a tree
We'll see how the wind whips
Happy fool faces
Come blow away with me_

It's not a cruel world where I stay
Spins around once everyday
Children dance, proud (wise) men sway
It's not a cruel world where I stay

It's not a black heart where I feel
Wicked schemes I may reveal
Washed in blood each time I kneel
It's not a black heart where I feel