Cutting Heads Lyrics - Jerry Leger

I saw him on the corner 

I saw him in my head 

Spilling over the border 

Playing for the dead 

Mysterious and alarming 

Stealing all he could steal 

Blowing through 

A hot stepper in love 

With a life busking for his meals 

I'm not used to strumming all this for a game 

I'm not used to hearing somebody sing, 

"I've been cutting heads when they're just walking away 

I've been cutting heads just to make them stay 

I've been placing bets just to make it pay 

I've been cutting heads in a manic frame" 

He jumped trains for a living 

I walked home after dark 

Counting coins out of a little grey cap 

All I took advantage of 

I'm not used to strumming all this for a game 

I'm not used to hearing somebody sing, 

Chorus 

I need somebody to shove and I want a shoulder to rub 

I know they're coming for me 

I hear shots from the west and the east 

All I have is my guitar and a key 

And I hear him yelling down the street, 

"I've been cutting heads"