Songtexte One Arm Steve - Widespread Panic

Well, one-armed Steve, yeah, he threw me out the door
Said, "Come back sometime when your picture's on the wall"
Well, hey now, you got to get on out
Don't got time to field your problems
Goddamn, the repo man been knocking on the door
Said, "Sonny, won't you walk this line
And put your hands up on the car"
Well, he may not be a talker, but he always knows what's going on
So, sister Ann, she sat my ass up on the table
Said, "Sit still son, 'cause this won't hurt a bit"
Well, hey now, she got a wonder drug
For this deaf and dumb and blind man
Took me to the hospital, some nurse rolled up my sleeve
Hey, any brick I won't get stuck, it was a miracle on me
Well, she may not be the doctor, but she always knows what's going on
Well, say, hey Willie Mays, what's in your suitcase full of wonders?
Big city doctor, fix me up and make me right
He said, "Popping the devil's pills
Will take you straight to Hell, boy"
Goddamn, the repo man, he just walked through the door
Said, "Sonny, won't you step outside and we can settle on your soul"
Willie Mays is not a talker, but he always knows what's going on