Cigar Lyrics - The Gone Jackals

I ve been pounding 

The same beat 

So long my feet 

Engraved the street. 

Have a cigar! 

Have a cigar! 

A nice cigar - 

A thick cigar. 

Said I know of what I speak, 

So I walk. 

I walk on. 

Ten years more, 

Ten years less, 

I won t bite the hand 

That raised me up from the dead. 

Have a cigar! 

Have a cigar! 

A nice cigar - 

A pink cigar. 

Said I know of what I speak, 

So I walk. 

I walk on. 

Well, I ve known which way 

The wind would blow, 

But there ain t no carrot to dangle 

In front of my nose. 

Cause I do what I like 

And I like what I do - 

I d rather flip burgers 

Than turn from the blues.