Testo di Blowfly

Blowfly's sitting on a fence a dirty vulture ain't got no sense he waits for pickers to come his way a chewed up burger gets him through the day Blowfly's sleepin' in the street a busted bottle lying at his feet no shoe laces and a deep suntan a pool a piss and a sterno can Blowfly's work is at the plasma store he's paid in green backs for the blood he pours he don't like needles but he loves his juice he's wound so tight man he can't get loose