Two Tins of Biscuits

Song about an ex-Marine who became a street dweller
Bark mad dog chasing bones
Got no tail got no home
He ain’t crazy I ain’t too
He’s my friend so why ain’t you

Why don’t you join me here
I've got two tins of biscuits
And a four pack of beer

Well I’ve done my time killing men
Served my Country way back when
I’ve got some steel inside my head
By all accounts I should be dead

Why don’t you join me here
I've got two tins of biscuits
And three tins of beer

Well I lay my hat upon the floor
Spare me change that’s what it’s for
I might buy drink I might buy food
It might save me it won’t kill you





Why don’t you join me here
I've got two tins of biscuits
And two tins of beer

My name is Joe at least it was
I’ve many now from those that pass
I mean no harm I don’t ask much
The same as you just a little love

Why don’t you join me here
I've got two tins of biscuits
And one tin of beer

Why don’t you join me here
I've got two tins of biscuits
Could you bring some beer

Lead Vocals, Guitars and misc’ parts - Jon London
Percusion and backing vox - Paul Gunter