I got myself involved,
In an incident last night.
Something wild went down
I asked my Lawyer for advice
He said "I'll be there in 20, but this time you got to pay"
Until I see your docket,
Tell 'em you got nothing to say.
Chorus
Got nothing to Say.
I got nothing to say.
'He got nothing to say'.
I got nothing to say.
Locked in cell block 4,
Outta sight is outta mind.
It's been a night in here.
Losin' sleep, Doin' time
I cant remember shit
Just that 'Jack' had, had his way.
What should I do now?
Tell 'em you got nothing to say.
It all came flooding back.
All that whiskey on the rocks.
We all took to drinking,
Just had one too many shots.
Journey home at best is hazy,
Found facedown on the freeway.
Officer take me home?
"I'd advise you got nothing to say".
credits
from Nothin' To Say,
released July 22, 2014
Vox, Piano, Guitar - Dr. Tid
Guitar - Owen Shave
Bass - Peter Bailey
Kit, Guitar Solo - Ed Stuart
The Brass Monkeys:
Trombone - Joe Stevenson
Trumpet - Gavin Hibberd
Tenor Sax - Simon Reynolds
Sousaphone - Owen Garbutt
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