3 Bitches (c) 2004 John Trubee
				

Thanks to 3 bitches
He'll soon be digging ditches
'Neath the blazing sun

Thanks to 3 bitches
He'll soon be scratching itches
From the bedbug's bites

And thanks to 3 bitches
He's losing all the riches
That he slaved for for so long

But he's never going back
To the salt mines of Zanzibar

	Boy, heave that hammer down
	Boy, haul that heavy load
	And when the dusky sun descends
	You'll have no time to live
	Boy, heave that hammer down
	Boy, haul that heavy load
	And when the dusky sun descends
	You'll have no time to live
	
Thanks to 3 bitches
He hawked his family heirlooms
To the pawnshop man

Thanks to 3 bitches
He sleeps beneath the bridges
And stands in soup lines now

And thanks to 3 bitches
He rolls a shopping cart
Of aluminum cans

But he's never going back
To the salt mines of Zanzibar

	Boy, heave that hammer down
	Boy, haul that heavy load
	And when the dusky sun descends
	You'll have no time to live
	Boy, heave that hammer down
	Boy, haul that heavy load
	And when the dusky sun descends
	You'll have no time to live