Now he's just a mean ole bastard
When the master of disaster
Gets tangled in his telecaster
Close some air
I can't see the coastline anymore
Now he's just a mean ole bastard
Sidewalks of white
8-Ball pounding in my lungs
Choking in clean underwear
Publishers: OVAL TRACK TUNES, UNIVERSAL MUSIC - CAREERS
Now he's just a mean ole bastard
Chinatown
When he plays the blues
I never paid before I go
Ship to shore
When he had the heart to ask her
Though we may be miles apart
When he had the heart to ask her
Gets tangled in his telecaster
But the master of disaster
You're in my heart
Where the L.A. sun beat out the night
Hand me down my walkin' shoes
When he plays the blues
I'll see you in another joint
My last transmission down the drain
Bleeding tongue
I'm chasin' that old dragon down
Gets tangled in his telecaster
I thought, I made that loud and clear
When he plays the blues
I shouldn't be here
When he had the heart to ask her
There's my point
And every note just shook the plaster
Oh, when he plays the blues
When he plays the blues
And every note just shook the plaster
We play the blues with the curtains drawn
There's a debt I owe
When he plays the blues
Pounding brain
So I sing the blues
And the master of disaster
He can't play it any faster
Songwriter: John Hiatt
I don't [Incomprehensible]
And every note just shook the plaster
When he plays the blues
Now he's just a mean ole bastard
He can't play it any faster
He can't play it any faster