DESCRIPTION:
Pop O Pies Ripped Off And Promoted Lame Joe's Third Record 1986

Lyrics

Tell you a story,
now don't you scoff.
But there was a fat boy,
who ripped me off.

Lied to me,
and promoted it lame.
My disposition,
will never be the same.

And I'm damaged, bummin' out.
Don't ask me what I'm talkin' about.

Been in the business,
it's all so lame.
But don't let 'em tell ya,
that it's all the same.

Some people do good,
because they can.
But this starving artist stuff,
just don't make it man.

Damaged, bummin' out.
Don't ask me what I'm talkin' about.

Not much to do now
except be on the phone.
Listen to Zeppelin
and get really stoned.

Everyone talks,
but nobody thinks.
Everything sucks,
and everything stinks.

And I'm damaged, bummin' out.
Don't ask me, what I'm talkin' about.

Get goin', yeah...