Charles Bukowski - Nice Guy lyrics

Broke his bank
Totaled his car and slept with his wife
Of course, everybody was sleeping with his
Wife but a nicer guy you never met
TK kemper played a couple of years with
The Green Bay Packers
Then a bad knee got him
He went into automotive repair
Did very good work he was a
Lousy card player though we'd get him
Drunk and take it all from him
His wife lurking in the background, her tit's
Hanging out tK kemper
Big, big guy hands like hams
Honest blue eyes
Give you the shirt off his back
Give you his back if he could
One night after work he saw two punks
Snatch a purse from an old lady
He ran after them when
One of the punks turned, had a gun, fired
5 shots he was a big, big guy
He caught all 5 shots, hit the pavement
Hard, didn't move
There was a good crowd at the funeral
His wife cried my friend Eddie consoled her
Then took her home and fucked her

TK kemper bad knee
Good heart

He was not meant for this indifferent world

Only with supreme luck did he last 29 years