A Heartfelt Tribute To The Panhandlers Of America Lyrics

And if I gotta sell the clothes right off my back to keep strings on this guitar, then that's what I'll do.
As long as there's a breath of air inside these lungs and these vocal cords still work, I swear to god, I'll put 'em to good use.
If I had to pick between bein' rich and playin' chords out on the street, then this guitar is what I'd choose.
And I'll just keep strummin' and screamin' and hackin' up blood all night until I get that message through.
(To get that message through to you)

And I'll live off of the spare change in this guitar case.
And never brush the rotten teeth I can the smile on my face.
Just as long as I have enough to play and eat,
Then I'll get by just fine living out here on the street.
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themouthofthemouth On Mar 12, 2006
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Cover art for A Heartfelt Tribute To The Panhandlers Of America lyrics by Foul Mouth

Another knock at the music industry. It seems like an awfully large number of bands are going money before music, and this is the polar extreme of that. Ever see one of those beggers on the street, belching a classic tune through their toothless mouths to an off-beat viola part? I have, and I'll admit to having more respect for THEM than I do for Panic! At The Disco.

 
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