broke - Headache

This is my last will and testament

I’m desperately depressed again

Like Chester and the rest of 'em

Many a true word spoken in jest he said

In the event of my untimely death

I leave to you a load of debt that no one contests

Throw my shit in a skip

Or you can Ebay the rest

I’m broker than my spirit and there’s nothing left

I said, basically

Money don’t grow on trees

Stop ringing my phone

There’s nobody home

Stop chasing me

If you could be patient please

I’m dead

So leave me alone

No one’s impressed by the shit that I own

Never should’ve bought it

Nothing to show for the debt that I owe

And I can’t afford it

I won’t dig myself out of this hole

No and I ain’t gonna reap what I sow

Don’t you know you can’t get blood from a stone

Six feet below

I’m sick of living in the bin

So notify my next of kin

Then dig a hole and chuck me in

Don’t even need a coffin or the funeral thing

But maybe on my laptop there’s a couple of riffs

Some half decent music I won’t ever finish

Put them altogether on a compact disk

And with the profit you could buy a packet of crisps

I said, basically

Money don’t grow on trees

I’m dead

So leave me alone

No one’s impressed by the shit that I own

Never should’ve bought it

Nothing to show for the debt that I owe

And I can’t afford it

I won’t dig myself out of this hole

No and I ain’t gonna reap what I sow

Don’t you know you can’t get blood from a stone

When you’re broke

No one’s impressed by the shit that I own

Never should’ve bought it

Nothing to show for the debt that I owe

And I can’t afford it

I won’t dig myself out of this hole

No and I ain’t gonna reap what I sow

Don’t you know you can’t get blood from a stone

Six feet below

Right, I’ve had enough of this

I wanna live and not just exist

The thing is

That I’m penniless

And we all know money buys happiness

Stressed by the debt that I owe

And I can’t afford it

No one’s impressed by the shit that I own

Never should’ve bought it

I won’t dig myself out of this hole

No and I ain’t gonna reap what I sow

Don’t you know you can’t get blood from a stone

When you’re broke

No one’s impressed by the shit that I own

Never should’ve bought it

Nothing to show for the debt that I owe

And I can’t afford it

I won’t dig myself out of this hole

No and I ain’t gonna reap what I sow

Don’t you know you can’t get blood from a stone

When you’re broke