More Hazards More Heroes - Shittiest Folk Bands Lyrics

We sold our shirts and ties
Boss we pawned our coats
And we'll play for money on the road
Til there's blood in our throats
No there ain't no concert halls
They ain't comin' in throngs
And they'll never know
That the shittiest folk bands sing the prettiest songs
God, yeah they do

I gave my time
I served the man for that f*cking time
To write all these songs
And started a folk band for my baby
So we can all sing along
But she did me wrong
And this is me movin' on

There ain't a talented man
Up here among us
Just another folk band
Playin' them shitty old numbers
And there ain't enough good men
Well they ain't comin' in throngs
Livin' a shitty old life
And singin' you a pretty old song
And the shittiest folk bands sing the prettiest ones
The shittiest folk bands sing the prettiest songs