Dirty Sponge

band : woodbox gang album : drunk as dragons dirty sponge Verse 1 Dm G Dm troubles , i know troubles , troubles are what i know best Dm G Dm not the kind that make you a rebel , just the kind that make you depressed Dm G Dm confidential conversation spoken without hesitation half a decibel above silently Dm G Dm violently or quietly i invite them in sighingly , everyone confides in me Chorus F C G like a dirty sponge soaking up the misery of the world C F i guess someone’s got to wipe their filthy mouth F C Dm an ugly sponge , heavy , full of dirt and ugly words Dm A Dm and it’s about to wring me out Verse 2 i used to have bigger ears and more years to see the tears and to hear the fears of my fellow man now it is the opposite , i think those folks are full of shit and i find it hard to give a good goddamn Verse 3 wring me out and get me clean in a metaphorical washing machine kerosene , bleach , and alcohol i’m constipated with this hatred and if i was god i would have made it impossible to speak or hear at all