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The Brick Suit

© 2016 Robert Morris Black / Leprechaun Club Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


Well I knocked ‘em in the old Kent Road
I headed west, due to explode
Went tits up, ship ran aground
I pulled up and got pushed around
Down to the felt, I was uptight wound
Like Prometheus bound

They tried to put me in the Brick Suit
They tried to fuck with my plans
They tried to put me in the Brick Suit
A must create a plot, or be enslaved by another man’s

Well I Shakespeared up a new scenario
I ditched the mono and cranked the stereo
I was yoked to a dirty puzzle
Drank every drop that I could guzzle
I tried to catch a buzz, but I caught a buzzle
I was choked all the way up the muzzle

They tried to put me in the Brick Suit
They tried to fuck with my plans
They tried to put me in the Brick Suit
A must create a plot, or be enslaved by another man’s

Well I broke the house with a royal flush
That old dry hole began to gush
Jack to the pot, I was rolling in cash
Rockin’ the star, I was a stone cold smash
They tried to give me a right bum’s bash
When they couldn’t suss out my stash 

They tried to put me in the Brick Suit
They tried to fuck with my plans
They tried to put me in the Brick Suit
A must create a plot, or be enslaved by another man’s