Leave the Knife Curtis Songtext
von Circus Devils

It′s alright, don't blame yourself
You weren′t in your right mind that night
And we were under Cromwell's capricious unofficial exterior status
And it was a weird-ass moon at the Sonator Saloon, you know that
Just little drunks at the boys show


Leave the knife, Curtis
Little boys
Bangin' plastic balls off the wall, that′s all
After one too many trips to the pisser
Too many slips on the mashed kisser
Leave the knife, Curtis
Leave the knife, Curtis
Do it for the mildew kings
Do it for your wife and kids back home
Do it for the life of your car

Leave the knife, Curtis
Leave the knife, Curtis
Leave the knife, Curtis

You′ve taken life too seriously at times
You've also taken too many things for granted, my friend
You′ve taken every drug known to mankind
Just leave it