Tales of The Jukebox Kid

Way out in the water

HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT

WHY DON'T YOU HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT

HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT

I am a man of constant sorrow

Cross your fingers, say a prayer

You don't believe but I don't care

You either win it or you don't

Brother, O'Brother

The rumour is a man who looks just like you was seen with a six shot in his hand.

He was drunker than Arbuckle, he was highter than Chang.

And when I'm gone

Who will break your fall?

For the werewolf, for the werewolf, has sympathy

I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted,

And then someday,

You know you feel like dyin'

Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I

American dreams came true somehow

If I could start again

A million miles away

I will keep myself