Master Of Disaster

Close some air

Choking in clean underwear

Bleeding tongue8-

Ball pounding in my lungs

Ship to shore

I can't see the coastline anymore

I shouldn't be here

I thought,

I made that loud and clear

But the master of disaster

Gets tangled in his telecaster

He can't play it any faster

When he plays the blues

When he had the heart to ask her

And every note just shook the plaster

Now he's just a mean ole bastard

When he plays the blues

ChinatownI'm chasin' that old dragon down

I don't [Incomprehensible]

We play the blues with the curtains drawn

Sidewalks of white

Where the

L.A. sun beat out the night

Pounding brain

My last transmission down the drain

And the master of disaster

Gets tangled in his telecaster

He can't play it any faster

When he plays the blues

When he had the heart to ask her

And every note just shook the plaster

Now he's just a mean ole bastard

When he plays the blues

There's a debt

I oweI never paid before

I goSo I sing the blues

Hand me down my walkin' shoes

You're in my heart

Though we may be miles apart

There's my point

I'll see you in another joint

When the master of disaster

Gets tangled in his telecaster

He can't play it any faster

Oh, when he plays the blues

When he had the heart to ask her

And every note just shook the plaster

Now he's just a mean ole bastard

When he plays the blues

Now he's just a mean ole bastard

When he plays the blues