Hey let him follow you down Way under ground Wind and he's bound Bound to follow you down Just a dead beat Right off the street Bound to follow you down
Well the ballrooms and smelly bordellos And dressing rooms filled with parasites On stage the band has got problems They're a bag of nerves on first nights He ain't tied down to no home town Yeah, and he thought he was wreckless You think he's bad He thinks you're mad Yeah and the guitar player gets restless
Well his coat is torn and frayed It's seem much better days Just as long as the quitar plays Let is steal your heart away
Joe's got a cough Sounds kinda rough Yeah and the codeine to fix it Doctor prescribes Drugstore supplied Who's gonna help him to kick it
Well his coat is torn and frayed It's seen much better days Just as long as the quitar plays Let is steal your heart away
