Shit Creek - The Icicle Works

When times are good, when times are bad

Let my verse be my epitaph

I can’t slow down, I can’t get straight

Kind woman, please, don’t make me wait

Kind woman, please, don’t make me wait

I’m all undone, I’m all uptight

Sweet Jesus, won’t you treat me right?

I wear my home, I eat my pay

I’m dancing on my dying day

I’m dancing on my dying day, yeah