Eccentric Man
Lyrics
My chest is a 36
My overcoat is full of poison
My trousers end six inches from the ground
Three inches from my shoes
Tied up with a piece of string and
Held together with free spoon glue

Call me eccentric man
I donít believe I am
Call me an eccentric man
But I donít believe I am

My bed is a four-savin chamber
Sheets and blankets on these paper pages
The people think Iím crazy
But I know Iím wiser than all the saviors
Cause I have money, they think that
Iím a fool to them when I do but I know itís right

Call me eccentric man
I donít believe I am
Call me an eccentric man
But I donít believe I am

If ever I want to
I could have the comfort of my country home
But until that time
Iím quite content to have
Walls made of bridge stones
A carpet of moss, a ceiling of sky
And a brown rat for a watch dog

Call me eccentric man
I donít believe I am
Call me an eccentric man
But I donít believe I am
Notes
Available On: Desert Sessions vols. 3 & 4 (1998)

Notes:
This is a cover of a song of the same title by the British blues band the Groundhogs. The lyrics are slightly different from the original
Recorded on June 23-26, 1998

Audience Member: Blue Collar Tweeker!
Josh: Got one more group, Blue Collar Tweeker. If you're gonna talk shit, though, you got it? You're gonna talk shit, you gotta make it good. Here's your chance to be fuckin cool guy. If you're gonna be cool guy, you gotta do a good fuckin job.
Audience Member: To Order!
Nick: Of what? Of her?
Josh: [to Nick] I don't understand that shit, man. You know. [to audience] We're gonna do this for the next 45 minutes, so get used to it. This goes out to you, Tweeker.

Musicians:
Mario Lalli - vocals, guitar right
Joshua (Homme) - background vocals, guitar left
Alfredo Hernandez - drums
Larry Lalli - bass

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