A little funky, a little ethereal, a little rockish, a little lyrical
Music/Lyrics/Singing/Playing/Shouting/Arranging Recording: Tom O'Brien
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We know where nice guys finish - yet I'll continue trying to be one.
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I floss every night to stave off cavities
I am unaccustomed to depravity
I would not deign to fight the laws of gravity
Or show off certain parts of my anatomy
If a clean life is its own reward
To that I can aspire
But then all my hopes diminish
Cuz weknow where nice guys finish
The freaking Boy Scout creed is etched into my head
I try to do good deeds and get an early bed
And often I remember what my momma said
And that is why my choices are so limited
If a clean life is its own reward
To that I can aspire
But then all my hopes diminish
Cuz we know where nice guys finish
But I want to cheat the government
I want to cheat at cards
I want to shed my innocence
And hit the booze so hard
And finally try heroin
Commit the perfect crime
Or maybe go out murdering
And wear the devil's sign
I might start tomorrow, but I'll sleep on it
I always find a way to put things off a bit
I might find a second thought is warranted
A sin is not a sin until you've chosen it
If a clean life is its own reward
To that I can aspire
But then all my hopes diminish
Cuz we know where nice guys finish
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