Slow Strut by FoxBat Lyrics

If you’re punished for every good deed you’d think a small time crook like me would stand tall and easy I gotta a will to make amends a high tolerance for low tide friends if god’s looking down at me and smiling surely her eyes aren’t what they used to be I’d drink the whole ocean to keep your toes in the sand emasculate myself just to prove i’m the better man I've got these two left feet they won’t take me where I want to go these circles run round me I gotta bad habit of crawling home boy why you always singing the blues count yourself lucky the world don’t hear you ain't no note gonna cut through no tune gonna give the devil his due so I might as well admit I'm the rusty nail failing your casket the dull axe that just couldn't hack it the torn page too short for your goodbye note lungs too weak to push the gasps out your throat if you need me I’ll be dead laying face down with a boot on my neck give the surgeon my respects before I flatline and I lose my head tell my family no regrets except for every single breath I held
It’s just a sickness it’s not ingrained contrary to what these symptoms indicate that boy won't make it home with the devil’s tongue flicking mother mary’s teeth he’s locked up in a basement and praying for a visionary