Better Get A Lawyer

Better Get A Lawyer - The Cruel Sea

Lyrics by：James Elliot/Gregory S. Perkins/Rumour/James Cruickshank/Kenneth Lee Gormly/J. Wayne/David Vaught

Composed by：James Elliott/Gregory S. Perkins/Rumour/James Cruickshank/Kenneth Lee Gormly/J. Wayne/David Vaught

I wasn't doin' nothin'

Anyway

Just what is it that I'm supposed to have done

With bloodshot eyes and bleedin' hands

I put my new suit in the cleaners again

I took the first bus

I didn't look back

Lungs long blowin' like a smokestack

Hair fallin' out as the wind blows through it

My horse ran second

Just like I knew it would

Overflowin' ashtray

Yeah

Oh yeah

Then the officer said

Better get a lawyer son

You better get a real good one

Better get a lawyer son

You better get a real good one

Get yourself a suit and tie

And get your hair cut way up high

Get yourself a lawyer son

You're gonna need a real good one

I got legs

I can walk

All the way down the dirt track

I fell down

I got up

I turned around and then I walked back

I walked to the sea

I stood there and looked for a sign

I took time

But it came

I added up and took what was mine

Oh yeah

Better get a lawyer son

You better get a real good one

Get yourself a lawyer son

You're gonna need a real good one

Don't drop the soap

Don't smoke no d**e

Get yourself a lawyer son

You're gonna need a good one

To get you outta this one