Shotgun Willie lyrics

Shotgun Willie
Sits around in his underwear
Biting on a bullet
And pulling out all of his hair
Shotgun Willie
Got all of his family there

Well you can`t sell records
If you ain`t got nothing to say
Well you can`t sell records
If you ain`t got nothing to say
You can`t play music
If you ain`t got music to play

Now John T. Flores
Was working for the Ku Klux Klan
At six-foot-five
John T. was a helluva man
Made a lot of money
Selling sheets on the family plan

Can`t do stuff
If you ain`t got stuff to do
Can`t wear green
If you ain`t got nothing green to wear
Can`t drink beer
If you ain`t got no refrigerator unit