Lyrics Blowfly - Green On Red

Blowfly

Blowfly’s sitting on a fence
A dirty vulture ain’t got no sense
He waits for pickers to come his way
A chewed up burger gets him through the day
Blowfly’s sleepin' in the street
A busted bottle lying at his feet
No shoe laces and a deep suntan
A pool a piss and a sterno can
Blowfly’s work is at the plasma store
He’s paid in green backs for the blood he pours
He don’t like needles but he loves his juice
He’s wound so tight man he can’t get loose