Cifra de Steven Myers - Rusty - Misc Originals
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[Verso 1]
NC He wore a red and white bandana and a beat-up pair of shoes,
A ripped and stained t-shirt that said I dont hate the Jews.
He walked into a Catholic church, thats where I heard the news,
Our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 2]
When he was out a drinkin, he always loved his brews,
Of course he had a little too much, he couldnt ever choose.
So when he hit the churches door, he was about to spew,
Then our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 3]
He never had easy, he always was confused,
He always came out swinging and actin like he knew.
He always took his precious time, he never burnt the roux,
But our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 4]
Life had been his nemesis, but he always played it through,
Showing up ahead of time and standing in the queue.
So when he had to settle up, he always looked for you,
And our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 5]
He tried to clean up many times, Karma was his muse,
He never seemed to get real far, she always saw his ruse.
But Karma gets hers in the end, you gotta pay your dues,
Still our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 6]
When people came into the church, his presence came to view,
They tried to make some sense of it, it just did not seen true.
He cleared his throat and tucked his shirt, his words would not construe,
Why our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 7]
Soon after all the craziness, our Rusty he came to,
Asking what had just transpired, he didnt have a clue.
Seems life had played a little joke and it wasnt something new,
When our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 8]
Now Rustys is a bitter tale, a tale you must review,
That when youre out late at night, dont ever drink for two.
But Rusty never cared for rules, he thought that was taboo,
That our poor ole Rusty Erickson had passed out in the pews.
[Verso 9]
So if you are like Rusty, you better get a crew,
Of three or four running blokes that know some sweet kung fu.
Some lads that always have your back and wholl never sleep on you.
NC
Else you end up like poor ole Rustys ass
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passed out in the pews.
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