Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tattoos Blues, artist - Corb Lund. Date of issue: 18.03.2021
Song language: English
Tattoos Blues |
| I got the tattoos blues, the tattoos blues |
| I shoulda thought things through first |
| My tattoos are blue, I got the tattoos blues |
| But hey, I got no regrets |
| So you’re feeling creative and a bit illustrative |
| And wondering just what to do |
| Well, march yourself down to the parlour around |
| The next corner and get a tattoo |
| Your options are endless, just have the apprentice |
| Show his previous work |
| Get yourself an eyepopper, a real job stopper |
| Sit down in the chair, you poor jerk |
| For a scratcher with talent the rainbow’s your palette |
| Any colour or shade, any hue |
| And until you are dead your art will turn heads |
| And eventually also turn blue |
| I got the tattoos blues, the tattoos blues |
| I shoulda thought things through first |
| My tattoos are blue, I got the tattoos blues |
| But hey, I got no regrets |
| Get an armband that’s tribal, but remember it’s final |
| Or a yin or a yang on your wrist |
| Maybe a stamp on the small of your back |
| Or 'True Love' or 'Hard Luck' on your fists |
| Full sleeve or just ankled or fully star spangled |
| With the flag bursting out from your hide |
| Or in some kind of cursive that’s vaguely subversive |
| Get the date that your great uncle died |
| Get 'Sabbath' or 'Slayer' or the lines from a prayer |
| Or your telephone area code |
| Get a tear by your eye and make it look like you’re cryin' |
| About spider webs on your elbows |
| Get the names of old lovers entirely covered |
| With a badly drawn sketch of your kids |
| Or get a shamrock, Fitzkelly or your hood cross your belly |
| In gothic, illegible script |
| Get a character, Asian, mistakenly blazin' |
| A message that ain’t what you think |
| 'Cause they swore it meant 'Knowledge' but really says 'Olives' |
| Forever in permanent ink |
| I got the tattoos blues, the tattoos blues |
| I shoulda thought things through first |
| My tattoos are blue, I got the tattoos blues |
| But hey, I got no regrets |
| Well, if you’re still thinkin' you really need inkin' |
| Just be sure what it is that they’re sellin' |
| 'Cause with it you’re stuck and you’re plumb out of luck |
| If they don’t get it right with the spellin' |
| 'Cause it’s R before E except after three |
| In the morning and you picked the wrong artist |
| If he’s open that late the chances are great |
| You were drunk and he wasn’t the smartest |
| But you’ve given your future to this ignorant butcher |
| So when he’s carved you up with the gun |
| Send a few words to heaven, take a deep breath |
| And then look in the mirror when he’s done |
| 'Cause the needle it stings but I’ll tell you the thing |
| That over the years really hurts |
| Is when you go to view your brand new tattoo |
| And to your horror it reads 'No Regerts' |