Rooster Rag

Here's one line I remember

All the rest I forget

Something about stroking the rooster

Setting up a crooked bet

No concern of my own

What you do, do or don't do

We got all this and heaven too

Tie me down and paint me blue

Don't need a shot

Don't need a rooster

Ladies of the jury, stroke my rooster

I don't complain, it's not my nature

Take my milkshake straight, no chaser

Rooster rag, rooster rag

End up doing that rooster rag

End up, end up, end up doing that rooster rag

Mose don't you stroke that rooster

Step on back, step on back

It just serves to make him looser

Treat him right and he'll cut you slack

Tubal-cain was the god of fire

He got doused, first goood rain

Crossed the sea in a Goodyear tyre

Wired up tight, feeling no pain

Kings of creation, in strict rotation

Stroking the rooster Saturday night

Flirting with loss of reputation

A paid vacation where dogs don't bite

Rooster rag, rooster rag

End up doing that rooster rag

End up, end up, end up doing that rooster rag

No excuses, no regrets

Got back what I put out

Calling in all my crooked bets

'Cept them few that's still in doubt

Leave this old world a better place

Paper chase, what a waste

A cut-off throw-switch just in case

You bite off more than a taste

Don't need a shot

Don't need a rooster

Ladies of the jury, stroke my rooster

I don't complain, it's not my nature

Take my milkshake straight, no chaser

Rooster rag, rooster rag

End up doing that rooster rag

End up, end up, end up doing that rooster rag

Rooster rag, rooster rag

End up doing that rooster rag

End up, end up, end up doing that rooster rag