Ian Gillan - Junkyard Blues lyrics

[Verse 1] Broken down relations, beaten up guitars Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars Brambles and weeds flourishing amongst Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunks [Chorus] Junkyard blues sound familiar I'm never alone Always remind me of home [Verse 2] One of a dozen covered with stains Blistered and stinking was all that remained Cannibalised machines, mysterious bones Unwanted contents of anonymous homes [Chorus] [Verse 3] Mangy old dog scratching in the dust Burned out Mercedes surrendering to rust All this stuff was good for something But here it is now, good for nothing [Chorus]