Turnbuckle Sam and the American's - Blanco de Barbara Lyrics


Shock troopers on the rise again

Cushy jailer saying his pride again

You're just the man he wants, hanging on his wall

He's just thinking of you and scratching his balls

Sick mangled man breathing over your neck

You can't take apish unless it's with him direct

He'll watch you shave, tell you how to breath

It's just dirty jailer with the good brown sleeves

Excoriations for you and all your friends

He says you're the church's secrets now and again

They just want to hide that they wanna bone

Like a dog, they'll mount you and ask you "Where's home?"

Hey, hey, dirty jailer, hey, hey

You're just the one I keep dreaming over every nightmare I have during the day

Haunt, haunt, haunt me faster then you know, dirty old jailer go away I don't even wanna know.