Red Rocksteady from Mongrel Blood by White Lightning

Let me tell y'all about a guy I know.
Sometimes find him on my couch or sometimes on the floor.
He's a bad son of a bitch, better watch your back get ready.
I'm gonna tell y'all folks, about Red Rocksteady...

Now Red ain't the biggest boy in town,
But if you hear his bark, he's gonna turn you right around.
He don't care what any strangers say,
Beats his own drum and walks his own way.
Better kneel boy, say you're sorry and pray,
Red Rocksteady, he's on his way.

He's the kinda guy, draws the card he choose,
Stand and flip the table he knows you're born to lose.
Don't have to lock up your daughter, lock up your wife,
'Cos we took him to the vet, cut his balls off with a knife.
Bitches beg, scream, holler and howl,
Red Rocksteady he's on the prowl...

Wait, wait.. What is this?
'He's chewed by best volleys'!
Not his volleys! You don't chew a man's volleys!

He's got a friend called Justice, but that's just her name.
Trouble they get up to is worthy of fame.
He'll turn twice for food, just you catch him in a bad mood,
Wake up in the morning and you'll find your shoes chewed.
Better kneel boy, say you're sorry and pray,
Red Rocksteady he's on his way...

He's a dog!

• Delta Blues
• Hill Country
• Rock
• Rock & Roll
• Melbourne