No Guts, No Laurie

Oh I never wanted your sympathy,
It never meant much to me.
And I’m with my friends playing rock and roll,
Lord I know, good times they don’t come cheap.
And I don’t know what you’re doing with him,
He’s got two black eyes and blood rolling down his chin,
Knee deep in gin, with identical twins.
He’s a werewolf, I’m a scarecrow,
He chases women, I watch the fields grow,
Oh he can try, but he can’t keep those black birds from your skies.
When the night begins he’s got a different face, changing shape,
howling at the moon,
He’s headed down to Nina’s with a couple senoritas while you’re waiting for a
call in your room.
And I can’t help it I keep painting my face,
I’m shoving straw in my sleeves, I got hours to waste,
And I can’t believe, that you do not see.
He’s a werewolf, I’m a scarecrow,
He chases women, I watch the fields grow,
Oh he can try, but he can’t keep those black birds from your skies.
And I can’t believe, that you do not see,
He’s a werewolf, I’m a scarecrow,
He chases women, I watch the fields grow,
Oh he can try, but he can’t keep those black birds from your skies.
He’s a werewolf, I’m a scarecrow,
He chases women, I watch the fields grow,
Oh he can try, but he can’t keep those black birds from your skies.
He can try but he can’t keep those black birds from your skies.