He did a good job when he hit me in the gob
He took me out and gave me a clout
And I was spitting blood, spitting blood
He hit me in the face, put me in my place
He showed me where to go, after hitting me on the nose
Spitting blood, blood
“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide
He did a good job when he hit me in the gob
He took me out and gave me a clout
And I was spitting blood, spitting blood
He hit me in the face, put me in my place
He showed me where to go, after hitting me on the nose
Spitting blood, blood