Phil Lee
THE TATERBUG RAG


i used to know reality,
i embraced it like a fiend
now i just lay around this old hotel
reading life magazine

i get up in the morning, i shake like a leaf
when i stand on the street corner, i look like a thief
i'm only getting by
by the skin of my teeth

i lost my sense of direction
or maybe i just lost my touch
i used to be my own best friend
but i got to hanging around myself too much

i knew it wouldn't be easy
somebody might've told me how rough it could get
somebody might've let me down easy
with a kind hearted word, well i haven't heard it yet

i read a few books about a few guys
they were losers from the start
they rambled the earth from end to end
but they never did lose their heart

me, i go to bed, i don't sleep too good
i'm dangling by a thread because i uh, well...
i'm hanging by a thread because i sold out cheap
i'd like to run away, turns out i'm in too deep...or

me i go to bed, i don't sleep too good
i'm hanging by a thread cause...i uh....you know...
i'm hanging by a thread cause i sold out cheap
you know i'd run away but i'm in too deep...........


phil lee grm/ bmi