Brittle Bones Nicky (Audiotree Live Version) Rare Americans

[Intro]
All rise
Brittle Bones Nicky was crafty and shifty and that son of a bitch was gold
Yeah, that son of a bitch was gold

[Verse 1]
Wires got crossed when I was about 3
Dad had bloody heavy hands, used them on me
My mamma? Bless her heart, 'cause she gave me a start
She got killed, bad man, dad stiffed in a scam
Grew up in the system, bounced, couple homes
This woman Mary, gifted me hand-me-down clothes
Shy at the start, till this guy named Shifty
Who had 100 pounds on me called me “Brittle Bones Nicky”
A target aimed straight at my face
Big house of kids, cred is cake
Rounded up a couple bucks, got it freshly baked
Sat down to dinner
Put it right in his face
Right in his fucking face (in his face)

[Chorus]
You’re not gonna push me around
You can’t get me down, down, down (down!)
You’re not gonna push me around (nooo!)
You can’t get me down, down, down (down!)