Reverend Eviction's Blues

I went down in the cellar, brought by a friend
I went to bed at six on a half a bottle of gin
I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself
From this wicked world
Well there's some fellas in the alley, they ain't up to any good
Been there since morning drinking their rotgut booze
They got to unroll themselves
They got to unroll themselves
They got to unroll themselves
From this wicked world
I said, "Come on back inside," had them boys sit down
But they never left my room, now the landlord's kicking me out
They got to unroll myself
They got to unroll myself
They got to unroll myself
From this wicked world
I tried sleeping at the bus stop till about two
That's when them old transit police come through
They said you got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself
From this wicked world
Oh, stopping by the library, I thought I'd catch up on the news
Librarian came round, she said, "You know what you got to do?"
You got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself
From this wicked world
I figured the Salvation Army would put me up in their inn
When I got to the door they said, "Got no room here, my friend"
You got to unroll yourself
You got to unroll yourself
Oh, you got to unroll yourself
From this wicked world
I then bowled down in the boxcars, they take your money and your shoes
I can't sit at the coffee shop, they said I smell like booze
I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself
And I got to unroll myself
From this wicked world
Now I guess I'll pay two hundred dollars for a flophouse room downtown
But until I get my check, I just have to hang around
And I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself
I got to unroll myself
From this wicked world
Oh, I got to unroll myself
From this wicked world