[Verse 1] It's late night down in brooklyn Damn cold but I don't care They even got a blues band and smoke fills up the air Our love is getting fiesty and the fear got to my blood stream Shovel time in old new york the band is going down [Chorus] Bone bucket blues A no no no no A yeah yeah yeah yeah A no no no no [Verse 2] The cloud is getting rowdy And soon they'll be digging in The waitress talking smoothly the southern sidewalk air Talks of getting burning My venom in my blood stream Grease is dripping off my hands while the band plays once again Bring it on the working It's bad but you can't stop Smoke is sweet and tasty Why you need to wash it down It's showdown afterparty no need to keep it fancy Grease is dripping from my hands are they still paying an eye [Chorus] Bone bucket blues A no no no no A yeah yeah yeah yeah A no no no no A yeah A no no no no A yeah yeah yeah yeah A no no no no A no no no no A yeah yeah yeah yeah A no no no Whou yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah