Cuttin’ Up Rough Climax Blues Band

Time had come
When they had to leave
Their gold plated dreams behind

Decision was made to eliminate the middle man
From their side
Counting for reasons unknown to him
Their intentions were really good
But he took it to heart
And they stabbed him in the back
Guess he never understood

So three years on and his light came on
He decided to
Start cuttin' up rough
Cuttin' up rough

Too many fingers in too many pies
To free you from the job at hand
Empires built on false promises
Sinkin' outta sight into the quicksand

Threw out a line and tried to drag him out
But he couldn't get it right you see
Surrounded himself like piggy in the middle
Couldn't see the wood for the trees