Bad Jokes Songtext
von Ceschi

He apologized to the folks in the back row
Who got splattered in blood at the last show
He apologized for the spit and sweat
That dripped off the skin on his chest, but nonetheless
He should have apologized
For things that he never did when he should have
And things he did when he shouldn′t have
All those sins that gathered up to form a fifty-foot dragon
Sleeping in the labyrinth inside of his brain cavity
Stagnant GG Allin threatened to blow out his brains on stage
But instead when death day came, it was quiet and tame
Then there's the one about the girl in Berlin
Who jumped out a window and had people convinced
Her suicide was performance

Bad jokes about bad people in bad bars
Make the bad worse and make the good crash cars
Bad jokes about bad people in bad bars
Make the bad worse and make the good crash cars


So have you heard the one about the one man band?
The one man band, yes, the one man band
So have you heard the one about the one man band?
I heard he sang like an angel before he hanged
So have you heard the one about the one man band?
The one man band, yes, the one man band
So have you heard the one about the one man band?
Yeah, I heard it

But it′s too soon to laugh about his follies in the past
About the way that he got fat and couldn't keep it in his pants
And I remember lies about five-figure record deals
Headlining bills and lines when he
Tried to convince me everything was real
But it was a crying shame seeing him lie in pain
After realizing the way he wasted time on a game
That dangled a prize in front of his tired eyes
Like arcade toy cranes with no claws to play

Bad jokes about bad people in bad bars
Make the bad worse and make the good crash cars
Bad jokes about bad people in bad bars
Make the bad worse
He used to sing

Goddamn, another one of God's bad jokes
When he stabs and pokes at our last hopes
We were young once and wrote songs about not giving a fuck
Acting like we had some guts


Laughing on a barstool, dumb drunk
As one hand fiddled with some nuts while the other held a mug
And every crease in his face was a fault line
That looked like it had been drawn there at the beginning of time
But he was only forty-five when he died
With no family left behind, just instruments and a mic
And the story goes that he cried like a baby
As he tied the noose waiting for someone to come and save him

So have you heard the one about the one man band?
The one man band, yes, the one man band
So have you heard the one about the one man band?
I heard he cried like a baby before he hanged
So have you heard the one about the one man band?
The one man band, yes, the one man band
So have you heard the one about the one man band?
I heard he cried like a baby

Goddamn, another one of God′s bad jokes
When he stabs and pokes at our last hopes
We were young once and wrote songs about not giving a fuck
Acting like we had some guts