Rudie Can’t Fail
Sing, Michael, singOn the route of the nineteen busHear them sayin’How you get a rude and a reckless?Don’t you be so crude and a fecklessYou been drinking brew for breakfastRudie can’t fail
So we replyI know that my life make you nervousBut I tell you that I can’t live in serviceLike the doctor who was born for a purposeRudie can’t fail
I went to the market to realize my soul‘Cause what I need I just don’t haveFirst they curse, then they press me till I hurtWe say Rudie can’t fail
We hear them sayin’Now first you must cure your temperThen you find a job in the paperYou need someone for a saviorOh, Rudie can’t fail
We replyNow we get a rude and a recklessWe been seen lookin’ cool an’ a specklessWe been drinking brew for breakfastSo Rudie can’t fail
Okay!So where you want to go today?Hey boss man!You’re looking pretty smartIn your chicken skin suit
You think you’re pretty hotIn your pork pie hatBut…Rudie can’t failLook out, look out…Sky juice!…ten cents a bottle!