Six Broken Soldiers Lyrics

 i dont care if youre
 sick what can i possible do with an american library and a contract on you ive
 got six broken soldiers in the trunk of my car two of them speak four go to bars
 rods in the closet a six shooter in hand a caged up gorilla and three local
 bands fluently the parrot speaks six languages not known to men a sixpence and a
 quarter as the audience he scans