Things could be worse
I'm not a fretter
But then there's the curse
Things could be better!
My neck is bruised
And my shoulder's cut
I stand accused
Chained in this hut
Pay the cabin(?)
I want my money paid today(?)
Now my payment's due
I've kept my point of view
Later on, sir
Took a spell of evil pay(?)
I can smell the brew
And I hope I don't end up in someone's stew
My hand is thick
With matted blood
A painful trick
And I have his bud(?)
I should have known
To keep secrets hid
My cover's blown
Lord save this kid
Pay the cabin(?)
I want my money paid today(?)
Now my payment's due
I've kept my point of view
Later on, sir
Took a spell of evil pay(?)
I can smell the brew
And I hope I don't end up in someone's stew
Things could be worse
But then there's the curse
My neck is bruised
I stand accused
I'm not a fretter
But then there's the curse
Things could be better!
My neck is bruised
And my shoulder's cut
I stand accused
Chained in this hut
Pay the cabin(?)
I want my money paid today(?)
Now my payment's due
I've kept my point of view
Later on, sir
Took a spell of evil pay(?)
I can smell the brew
And I hope I don't end up in someone's stew
My hand is thick
With matted blood
A painful trick
And I have his bud(?)
I should have known
To keep secrets hid
My cover's blown
Lord save this kid
Pay the cabin(?)
I want my money paid today(?)
Now my payment's due
I've kept my point of view
Later on, sir
Took a spell of evil pay(?)
I can smell the brew
And I hope I don't end up in someone's stew
Things could be worse
But then there's the curse
My neck is bruised
I stand accused