Brittle Bones Nicky 3 Lyrics – Rare Americans

Friends! Foes! What can I say?
I’m back for more, I couldn’t stay away
People ask, where’s part 3?
You ready? You ready for me?

I’m taking you back to age twenty
There was love, deceit and mystery
When Shifty died, judge gave four years
The worst thing ever that a kid could hear
When you got a record, you’re kinda screwed
So I got a job cleaning up hotel rooms
Then I saw a beauty that blew my mind
When a circus came to town one night
And threw a party in the banquet hall
That’s where I met her, at The Chaplin ball
Her name was Karla, I was so transfixed
A rush of blood, straight to my (“WOW”)
Mysterious as the flight of doves
That’s tailed me ever since I lost my mom
She invited me to watch her fly trapeze
Fu*k parole, I do as I please!

Nobody ever been there to look out for me
I’m all on my own in s*it city
Nobody ever been there to look out for me
Caution to the wind, man it feels real free!

Should I?
Do it? (Ya!)
Screw it? (Ya!)
Prove it? (Ya!)

Even if its

Risky? (Ya!)
Tricky? (Ya!)
Sticky? (Ya!)

Ok let it roll
Ok let it roll

We’ve got lions, we’ve got bears
We’ve got tigers in their underwear’s
Step right up, Nicky!
Step right up!
Welcome to the circus!
I jumped in the back of a truck
I thought oh man, holy fu*k!
The circus was tailor made for me
Oddballs, misfits, living free
Karla kept her cards real close
She was hesitant of trusting folks
One night we were out watching the stars
On a truck bed she finally opened up her heart
My parents sent us on a ship in the night
Escaped the war, fresh start at life
We docked at a little port town
Chaplin was out sniffing around
“Why two princesses, want new dresses?
Show you love and what success is?”
For some reason he liked me
So I did some tricks Pockets taught me
“Jazzy hands, oh me likey
Come be a star, be like me!”
Just like that, it came to be
Brittle Bones Nicky, back to being tricky

Nobody ever been there to look out for me
I’m all on my own, in circus city!
Nobody ever been there to look out for me
Caution to the wind, man it feels real free!

Should I?
Do it? (Ya!)
Screw it? (Ya!)
Prove it? (Ya!)

Even if its

Risky? (Ya!)
Tricky? (Ya!)
Sticky? (Ya!)
Ok let it roll

Who knew I’d become a star
Still a fugitive, my life’s bizarre
I promised I’d never steal again
“A fool-proof plan”, that’s what Karla said
We’d escape from Chaplings thumb
I didn’t know the scary s*it he’d done
Kept their money and papers in a safe
Key around his neck, girls knew their place
Could I say no? She’s all I had
Risk was high, odds looked bad

In his box at intermission
“My star performer, dope magician”
“A trick you say! give us a preview!”
“Chaplin, could I demonstrate on you?”
“Yes, yes, impress these guests”
He had no clue I snatched the key from his neck
“I can’t wait for your closing act”
If only they knew me and Karla’s pact
She’s on stage, I’m set to close
I snuck in, put the key in the hole
Got the papers, got the cash
Stuffed the bag, heart beating fast
My heart was beating fast
My heart was beating fast
How long can I make this last?

Should I?

Do it? (Ya!)
Screw it? (Ya!)
Prove it? (Ya!)

Even if its

Risky? (Ya!)
Tricky? (Ya!)
Sticky? (Ya!)
Ok let it roll

As the ring leader called out my name
“Brittle Bones Nicky”, Chap knew he’d been played
Pacing my spot, casing this lot
Is Karla coming? Karla is not
Is she caught? My racing thoughts
Then there she was right on the dot
“I didn’t mean to fall in love, you better run”
One last kiss, “And Nicky they got guns”
My heart was ripped, I was made a fool
She double-crossed me, it was fu*king cruel
It was fu*king cruel, she was fu*king cruel

If it cost me my life man
I’d save my only friend
That’s something I could live with
I could take that till the end
Brittle Bones Nicky
Not so crafty or tricky
But that son of a b!tch won’t fold
Cuz that son of a b!tch is gold
Friends! Foes! Is there part 4?
Who knows what tricks I got in store
But you know me Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
I’d never close that door