Excuse me my friend, can you help me man? Can I ask a favor of you? I need a little bit of loot, so I can get me a new guitar, and play, my tunes for you.
My guitar is broken
I’ve got to play this new song for you
The strings are all rusty
& they won’t stay in tune
The paint is chipping
The tuner’s- they are slipping
& Lord I’m tripping ‘cause I’ve got to play my tunes for you
Excuse me my friend
Could you help me man?
Could I ask a favor of you, yes you?
I need a little bit of loot
So I can get me a new guitar & play my tunes for you
The jack don’t work
That makes the speakers twerk
& I go beserk when my guitar don’t work
So can I ask you please for some assistance
With this reggae resistance?
Because the music will flow & my brain is quite persistent
Got to help me soon ‘cause I’ve got this tune
It’s disappearing like the moon, it’s disappearing- yeah!
But man it’s too late, it’s absorbed into my brain
Maybe I’ll remember, remember when I awake
From this broken guitar dream, from this broken guitar dream