TZU Blues

This is not your ordinary average everyday type of

Feeling that I'm dealing with, I've come to celebrate

It's complicated so I'll break it down

Ain't it funny how rock and roll, hot sex and blues music mess around

When you're feeling down or when you're getting up

It gets you when you've got and then you can't get enough

I said I can't get enough

What? Oh, I said I, I said I, I said I can't get enough

I watch my sweetheart dancing and her sweaty body moving to the

Swampland music and the swinging of a big band

It makes a poor man rich, a holy man a sinner

A wise man foolish, makes 'em all quiver

So raise your glass to that stuff that makes your blood overheat

Makes it hard to sleep, hard to speak

Shit, it even makes it hard to breathe

It's a shotgun wedding at the back door knocking

When you're up late begging and the band starts rocking

Bed springs creaking and the cracks start showing

In the shadows of your words and the walls start crumbling down

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet energy

Yeah, gimme some of that, pull the covers back

I love the way you (Sigh) when I'm in front of that

Don't want a shallow chat, I want your nonsense, babe

I got to have it, got to get it, got to consume, mate

I like the rock you weigh, I mean the way you rock

You got the voice, the light, the doors, the keys and I'm the lock

It's plain and simple, miss, now can you get with this?

And like Mr Kita's Jesus, I wanna suck your kiss

So handcuff my wrists, or just lay me down

We can just lay around, lazy lady, make a sound

You want some vino, honey? Bianco or rosso, honey?

You make me feel so, honey, you can have all my money

I love it when we're loving, love it when we're fighting, fussing

You crank my midrange with your finger on the solo button

It's a shotgun wedding at the back door knocking

When you're up late begging and the band starts rocking

Bed springs creaking and the cracks start showing

In the shadows of your words and the walls start crumbling down

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet energy

Oh yeah

I'm gonna leave here walking because I can't ride

Walking 'cause I can't ride

Gonna leave here walking 'cause I can't ride

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet home

I want one of your sweet energy

Oh yeah, oh yeah, ouch, ouch