Band: Woodbox Gang
Album: Drunk As Dragons
Dirty Sponge
VERSE 1
[Dm]Troubles, I know troubles[G], troubles are what I kno[Dm]w best
[Dm]Not the kind that make you a rebel, just the[G] kind that make you d[Dm]epressed
[Dm]Confidential conversation spoken without hesitatio[G]n half a decibel above [Dm]silently
[Dm]Violently or quietly I invite them in sighingly[G], everyone confides [Dm]in me
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CHORUS
Like a[F] dirty spo[C]nge soaking u[G]p the misery of the world
I guess[C] someone's got to wipe their fil[F]thy mouth
An ug[F]ly spong[C]e, heavy, full[Dm] of dirt and ugly words
[Dm]And it's about [A]to wring m[Dm]e 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
Album: Drunk As Dragons
Dirty Sponge
VERSE 1
[Dm]Troubles, I know troubles[G], troubles are what I kno[Dm]w best
[Dm]Not the kind that make you a rebel, just the[G] kind that make you d[Dm]epressed
[Dm]Confidential conversation spoken without hesitatio[G]n half a decibel above [Dm]silently
[Dm]Violently or quietly I invite them in sighingly[G], everyone confides [Dm]in me
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/w/woodbox_gang/dirty_sponge_crd.html )
CHORUS
Like a[F] dirty spo[C]nge soaking u[G]p the misery of the world
I guess[C] someone's got to wipe their fil[F]thy mouth
An ug[F]ly spong[C]e, heavy, full[Dm] of dirt and ugly words
[Dm]And it's about [A]to wring m[Dm]e 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
