Dead Rubber Blues

by Naked Cricket

It’s not like we’re locked at two and two
Oh no man, we’re done and dusted, through and through
Dead rubber blues, dead rubber blues

But oh no man, you haven’t had your fill
Your want more, one last encore
Dead rubber blues, dead rubber blues

Why don’t you give them back their money
And tell them to go away, go away people
Dead rubber blues, dead rubber blues

It’s a travesty, playing for pride, it is
I said, it’s a travesty, playing for pride, it is
Dead rubber blues, dead rubber blues

I want it scrapped, you want it scrapped
Who in his right mind doesn’t want it scrapped?
Dead rubber blues, dead rubber blues

Can’t take the stink of burning dead rubber
No, no, can’t take the stink, can’t take the stink
Dead rubber blues, dead rubber blues