Snakecharmer - Nothing To Lose

He drives a jukebox with the top pulled down
The bass like thunder circling this town

You see him walking with his head held high
A taste for fashion and an alibi

Don’t tell him he don’t wanna know
He’s the man with his hand on the fuse
Three strikes and he got one to go
He’s the man who’s got nothing
The man who’s got nothing to lose

He wants for nothing and his time’s his own
The seasons passing but no seeds are sown


He’s got the answers ready in his head
Lives day to day till his addiction’s fed

Don’t tell him he don’t wanna know
He’s the man with his hand on the fuse
Three strikes and he’s got one to go
He’s the man with his face on the news
Grease lightning in a borrowed car
He’s the man with a mission
The man who’s got nothing to lose