Duds and Dungarees Video (MV)

The tailor down the street makes duds and dungarees for me
We hang out every day 'cause he makes losses anyway
He shook his gloomy head when he'd torn it all to shreds
Mr. Cooper who makes barrels kicked the bucket back when I was five
When Tailor Gladiator's selfishness took his cobbler's knife
The blood drops he adored made their way to the first floor
Sore over his deed, I did not heed the things he'd done for me
Bruises and decay, it will keep the customers away
His hair, so long and gray, makes me longing for my last birthday