The doctor’s at my door so I let him in
he sits down on the couch as I shake his hand
it feels like a dead fish
He cuts two lines, goes on and on
about his problems so I offer him a smoke
of course he bogarts it
Dude’s in bad shape, spilling out his guts
says he has no friends
and it’s no surprise
He gets real stoned, doesn’t wanna go
making ludicrous demands,
asking me for payment
Chorus
No I don’t have no money for you
but I’ve got plenty for me
Later that night I spot him at a party
trying to duck for cover but he already saw me
out from across the room
Talking about health problems, got a lousy septum,
and those bills from the doctor, and those bills from the doctor
those bills from the doctor
“Listen man you owe me, I demand you pay
cause I need the money so I can buy more shit.”
“You’re a little bitch, watch gonna do.”
He said “Say that again.” “You’se a little bitch!”
Chorus
Outro
No I don’t have your money right now
No I don’t have your money
No I don’t have you money right now
No I don’t have no money for you
Howlin' Banana Records offers up horn-heavy garage rock on this new LP from pop-, punk-, ska-influenced The Madcaps. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 15, 2016
Collected tracks from five bands including Cosmonauts, Susan, and Flat Worms provides a look into the vibrant Los Angeles music scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 19, 2017