1, 2, 1, 2, 3
In the rooms he hasn't played
in Austin one time
Are the ones that he's played twice
And the response is always generous
And the crowd is always nice
But he's made an honest living
Livin' off beans and
rice for a dollar
And it might be four in the morning
But the radio sure plays his song
But they forgot to say the
name of the record
They announced the show all wrong
The other night they said he is playing
Well, that's long, long gone,
for a time
Yeah, the night DJ said he was playin'
Well, that's long, long gone,
for a time
Yeah, for a time
And his father is my neighbor's patient
My neighbor is a shrinker of head
For people who don't have the money
To shrink it themselves instead
And if it's music that tames
the savage beast
I'm going down to the shed
to seek for a dog
Yeah, if it's music it tastes,
the savage beast,
I'm going down to the shed,
to see for a tongue, that's all.