Six Broken Soldiers

I don't care if you're sick

What can I possibly do

With an American library

And a contract on you?



I've got six broken soldiers in the trunk of my car

Two of them speak, four go to bars

Rods in the closet, a six shooter in hand

A caged up gorilla and three local bands, three local bands



Fluently the parrot speaks

Six languages not known to men

A sixpence and a quarter

As the audience, he scans



I've got six broken soldiers in the trunk of my car

Two of them speak, four go to bars

Rods in the closet, a six shooter in hand

A caged up gorilla and three local bands



Six broken soldiers in the trunk of my car

Two of them speak, four go to bars

Rods in the closet, a six shooter in hand

Caged up gorilla and three local bands



Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers



Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers

Six broken soldiers