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    "The Paddy Wagon"genre: Blues Rock
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    A song about a trip in an inmate transportation vehicle. I think of the song as being blues but others may hear it differently. Benny Skyn
    CD: Benny Skyn "Once Again"   Label: BCA record and publishing co
    Credits: to Emmy

    Lyrics
    Well the paddy wagon smelt like
    carbon monoxide and
    rotten teeth it was a bumpy ride
    and for some dumb reason
    I felt safe in the dark
    I wished I had a cigarette
    and something to spark
    I got junkies on the left of me
    crack heads to the right
    can't understand a word
    I think there might be a fight
    and I'm handcuffed and shackled
    and I think that mother
    ran a red light
    slow it down
    slow it down
    slow it down

    Somebody smells like chicken never fails
    I get chained to a guy
    the size of Orson Wells
    I hear a whistle blowing
    the trains a coming through
    but we ain't slowing down for nothing
    and there's nothing I can do
    and I'm wearing out the full name of
    Jesus Christ
    I know I've said it twenty times
    but I ain't said it right
    and I'm handcuffed and shackled
    and I think that mother
    ran a red light
    slow it down
    slow it down
    slow it down

    So what did I ever do
    to end up this way
    I had a little ticket
    that I didn't quite pay
    but you'd think I'd murdered Jesus
    and mother Mary too
    I think I'm gonna make it
    but I don't have a clue
    I'm singin Bob Marley gonna be alright
    but I might shake his hand
    before the end of this night
    and I'm handcuffed and shackled
    and I think that mother
    ran a red light
    slow it down
    slow it down
    slow it down

    Well I think it's high noon
    but I can't quite tell
    judging from the heat
    judging from the smell
    somebody needs a shower
    and it might be me
    but I ain't gonna take one
    til they set me free
    I'm sick of being wrong
    sick of being right
    sick of being sick
    so hold on tight
    cause I'm handcuffed and shackled
    and I think that mother
    ran a red light
    slow it down
    slow it down
    slow it down


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