Paroles: Channel 3. CH3. Jim Harrison (Is Trying To Kill Me).

Sunk the skiff of off Key West
Crystal, tripe and calm incest
Soul of a poet, mind is a mess
Guilty by excess

Bought by a chick half Cherokee
She kicked my ass while she sang to me
Shot my foot in an UP storm
Just trying to stay warm

Jim Harrison is trying to kill me!
Jim Harrison is trying to kill me!

Stomach lining stuffed with grouse
Puttanesca capered sauce
Ate the snout trying to look cool
Painted my pants with puke

Taking the literary literal
Ending up with the usual
Drinker with a writing problem
What's a word that rhymes with problem?

Save me, Chinaski!