Jack Van Cleaf
Black & Blue
I wanna get in a fight tonight
But only if I lose
Piss of the right guy
Get me a black eye
And feel my skin start to bruise

I wanna get drunk and say something dumb
That's all too full of truth
Spit into his wine
Swing for the sunshine
And wake up missing a tooth
And when it's done I'll have my fun
And bum a smoke or two

Scream at the streetlights
Call it a good night
And pass out in a telephone booth
And all my dreams
Are black and blue
Stuck on self-pity
For my self-abuse

Give me knuckles
Give me trouble
Give me blood dried on my clothes
Get me a whiskey
Somеbody hit me
Get me tipsy and brеak my nose
I am no outlaw
This is no quickdraw
This is human, this is losing rest
But if I get lucky
Someone'll tuck me
To a gravel bed
And I can see God
Shaking his head
Crying that I stop
Before I wind up dead
But this ain't about my rage
I have no taste for seeing red
I'm dreaming black and blue
Black and blue again
I'm dreaming black and blue
Black and blue again