Car, Etc.

It's not a bad car that I drive Barely well but still alive You might laugh when I arrive It's not a bad car that I drive It's not a cold couch where I sleep Not as hard as it was cheap Seven foot long, two feet deep It's not a cold couch where I sleep She's not a sad girl that I've got Cries a little, laughs a lot Loves her man more than she ought She's not a sad girl that I've got (Tie your shoelaces To my shoelaces I'll tie a rope to a tree We'll see how the wind whips Happy fool faces Come blow away with me_ It's not a cruel world where I stay Spins around once everyday Children dance, proud (wise) men sway It's not a cruel world where I stay It's not a black heart where I feel Wicked schemes I may reveal Washed in blood each time I kneel It's not a black heart where I feel