Here was a phrase we've all heard and used for years that was just waiting to be the title of a song. The verses for this one were all “ripped from the headlines” for a song that seems to be in no danger of ever becoming dated. Nothing is more fun than telling the ranks of the Rich-and-Famous where they can stick their apologies. Of course, things have taken a darker turn since I wrote this one, and some high profile figures unburdened by conscience don't even grasp the concept.

The search for the right vibe and arrangement went on for several months until the night at rehearsal when I blurted out "Tom Waits falling off the back porch." Charles did his best imitation of an inebriated drummer just about to fall off his drum kit, a Larry pulled out the bottleneck slide. Later in LA, the fabulous Teresa James laid down a piano track just dripping with grease from a Friday night fish fry. Top it all off with Terry Wilson on the trash can lid, and 

The photo for this post is one I took of a painting by my friend Mary Millar (opening night of gallery show at The Jupiter Hotel), begging the question. "What would 24-Hour Roadside Jesus do?"

Preacher caught cheatin' now he's cryin' too, beggin' we'll forgive what the devil made him do...  |  Listen to Sorry Don't Cut It