Lyrics: Caronte 2025

Youtube: Inoxidables Podcast

Podcast: go.ivoox.com/sq/2330386

I lost my job on a Tuesday mornin',

my dog left me without any warnin'.

Burned my toast, spilled my cheap red wine—

the only thing I get right… is this 12-bar line.

Empty road blues, my one true friend,

where every wrong turn starts again.

The dice hate my hands, the cards curse my name,

but when I play this riff… even my shame feels fame.

My ex took the TV, the kids took the car,

last night I tripped over my own guitar.

The landlord laughs when I try to pay,

but when I hit this chord… hell, the rats tap their feet my way.

Tried fixin' the sink, flooded the kitchen,

planted tomatoes, got poison ivy itchin'…

But this old Gibson? Never lets me down,

even if I play it… upside damn town!

Tried fixin' the sink, flooded the kitchen,

planted tomatoes, got poison ivy itchin'…

But this old Gibson? Never lets me down,

even if I play it… upside damn town!

Maybe I ain’t much… but hey—

at least I can make these 6 strings say…

what 10,000 words… never could…"