Padlock Cufflinks

Lyrics: James Nelson
Music: Barry Flast

Sung by Bob Weir with Kingfish for the 1998 album Sundown On The Forest.

He live like a cave creature
Cook his magic on electric range
He keep his senses over in the corner
And by the daylight he can feel no pain
He got tatoos from the rock pile
He got connections love to make you wait (note 1)
He like a reptile from the gutter
You deal wih him ain't nothing go down straight (note 2)

He do his business now by the kitchen sink
Where his rig it drinks
And when he talks, his sleeves they glints and winks
Must be his padlock cufflinks

She's on his elbow, so pale and pretty
And in their hurry to get well again
They hit the restroom, down at the Chevron
And leave it laughin', now they're on the mend
He do be callin' phony prescriptions
Or hit the pharmacy, he's on the move
His kids are strung out across the mainland (note 3)
Something's kickin' in some newborn groove

He do his business now by the kitchen sink
Where his rig it drinks
And when he talks, his sleeves they glints and winks
Must be his padlock cufflinks

Padlock cufflinks
[do his business]
[don't you know he do his business by the kitchen sink]
Padlock cufflinks
[do his business]
[don't you know he do his business by the kitchen sink]

[etc]