Lyric Time!

Still adjusting to the change in weather, so here's a set of lyrics I find myself singing along to randomly. It's a song called "Broken Down Piece of Junk" by Rockabilly king, Brian Setzer.

When you start thinking too much of the stuff you own, this song helps you laugh at how ridiculous it can get to be obsessed with the things we own.

I'll try to get a better post up next week, so for now, enjoy!

"Broken Down Piece of Junk"

By: Brian Setzer

I got a beat leather jacket

I got a broken down car

I'm gonna push it up the hill if I can make it that far

'Cause everything I own is a broken down piece of junk!

Got a broken record player

I got a bird that won't sing

And the buzzin' in my head goes ring-ring-ring

Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk!

Well, one man's fortune, honey

Is another man's worst bad luck

If I ever crawl outta this hole alive

I'm gonna spend every last buck-buck-buck

But I ain't got a job

Live in a cheap hotel

The door ain't got a lock but I say "What the hell?"

'Cause everything I own is a broken down piece of junk!

Well, one man's fortune, honey

Is another man's worst bad luck

If I ever crawl outta this hole alive

I'm gonna spend every last buck-buck-buck

Now don't misunderstand me

I got my moonshine mash

But if I made any money I'd be gone in a flash

'Cause everything I own is a broken down piece of junk!

Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk!

Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk!