Rock Gut Charlie
by Lewd Acts· from Black Eye Blues
in his head / long ago / something snapped / something broke / but he's got / a fermented solution / with the open side down / and the closed side up
cheap tobacco filling his lungs / this guy's alright! / another round on Rock Gut Charlie / he put his arm around me / and we sing: "turn the bottle upside-down / why deal with life when you can drown your sorrow / and pray for no tomorrow" / in his head / the pain would cease
whistling words through his teeth / he said, "listen to me my son / you can beat me black and blue / and i won't even blink
there's just one thing that i ask of you / don't call me Chuck / you stupid fuck / call me Rock Gut Charlie!"