Let Me Tell You A TaleI used to be a shank manStill had shank on my back at that point in timeShe made me sign white crack and pantomimeThe only one I felt was the spotlight signWell, no, ain't no that badCould have been the hull of a red shipA drill that couldn't spin or six foot deep coffinBut with a hand creepin' up my spineThought this would never be mineSo I had to cut my stringsMaybe lose the caneMake my skinGoodbye cuttin' a veinBut I've had no rainCause I ain't sure I act all darlin'Oh, sorry, love, that ain't meI got bones and bloodThough you may disagreeI hope you took it onYou oughta' call my thin signAnd make the lord a nobodyOerseranoOerseranoOerseranoguitar sologuitar soloSo no matter how immobilizingly or ventriloquizingEven the time it had at least somethingI'd use a hacksawDespite this phantom pain and proper paranoiaDespite the lies spotted up in the SequoiasWell, I still meant at least half the things I told yaBut I ain't sure IOh, darlingOh, sorryThat ain't meI got bones and bloodThough you may disagreeI hope you're talking on your articlesMy thoughts ain't made of the nurseryBut I don't worry