ZZ Tramp

by @thefuneralcrasher

Liner Notes

I thought I'd try something different this year, after last years abject failure.

I have Loop Loft's Simon Phillips Drum Pack, so I thought I'd try writing a few songs in the various styles contained therein. I thought I'd write silly lyrics rather than taking it too serious. First up is ZZ Top, so I wrote and recorded this all today and it's nice to get started. Not sure how far I can go, but I'll give it a go...

Lyrics

ZZ Tramp

He’s got legs
They look squashed
They go up to what never get washed
He’s got stains
And no socks
He sleeps in a cardboard box

But all of the girls are going weak at the knees
They don’t mind the odour or even the fleas

I thought it was odd, but now it’s just weird
Women going crazy about a tramp with a beard

Bloodshot eyes
Broken skin
Methylated spirit securing the win
Ask his name
No one knows
Changes his mind like he changes his clothes

Stumbling in
it was easy to tell
Accompanied by the most curious smell

I thought it was odd, but now it’s just weird
Women going crazy about a tramp with a beard

Can’t get a job
Plays rock and roll
Looks like he signs on the dole
Spends his life
on the road
Though you might call it “no fixed abode”

Dropped out of life
He’s out of the loop
He dines out in kitchens that only serve soup

I thought it was odd, but now it’s just weird
Women going crazy about a tramp with a beard

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