Me And My Death

Me and my death going local going Lionel
On a journey through the urban all the way out to the farmer’s dell
Passing through the valley where the giant of a shadow fell
Step off at a spit spot check into a thin motel

Me and my death up to the front desk and we grab the key
Glide into the room and he’s talking up a blue streak
I don’t wanna listen I’m looking through the TV
Must be something here that might appeal to him and me

Me and my, ah I, ah ah ah I
Me and my, ah I, ah ah ah I

Me and my death getting beat up by the evening news
Cancel room service and I slip into my walking round shoes
Out into the night which of these joints we gonna choose
Maybe one where we could find some old time jump blues

Me and my, ah I, ah ah ah I...

Me and my death and some tooters at the Slice and Chew
Red wine thick steak the way we like it back and blue
One of them to my friend says “what is it that you do?”
Mr D says to me “I could tell him Danl but why don’t you?”

Me and my, ah I, ah ah ah I...