Funky, LoFi, Piano Blues Rock
Lyrics:
Stolen Bricks
Words & Music by Mike Maimone
(c) 2009
Your back burner is fried, your house is burning down.
Gotta get all your ducks in a straight line now.
You get your ducks in a straight line,
but your back burner is fried, your house is burning down.
You keep your knives and friends in your back pocket.
Better watch your back when your pants come down.
You know, you all get caught with your pants down.
And all your friends got knives in your back pocket now.
You built your house with stolen bricks, and it’s all coming down.
Trapped by your stolen bricks and we’ve all gathered ’round.
You’re painting pictures – you’re painting pretty pictures.
Without your stolen bricks, where you going to hang them now?
You stole my grandpa’s watch to pawn it.
Never gonna give you the time of day now.
You built your house with stolen bricks, and it’s all coming down.
Trapped by your stolen bricks and we’ve all gathered ’round.
You’re painting pictures – you’re painting pretty pictures.
Without your stolen bricks, where you going to hang them now?