Angel Sent From Heaven Or The Devil That I Know

This song is about when Henk came to pick me up in his white caddy, and proposed we would drive to Amsterdam. Hans Teeuwen had just been on the news, cops came to his door because he made a video where he waved a toy gun. But we decided on route its a just a puppet show, put on for us by the elites, so we went to grab a fried tent. 

Helmonds ours, let's bum it down, Henk. 

Ranketanken

I MAY BE A DICK, BUT I'M YOUR DICK
Words & Music by Rhob Elliott
©2025, Awful Racket Music (ASCAP) 
All Rights Reserved

[Verse 1]
I leave the seat up, yeah, I know it’s rude
I steal the covers, hog all the food
I never read the room, I say too much
Got the charm of a cactus and a grizzly’s touch

But when your world is falling through the cracks
I'm the first one swinging, I’ve got your back
I might be rough, I might be loud
But I’ll shout your name in any crowd

[Chorus]
I may be a dick
But I’m your dick
Messed up
Stubborn
And sometimes thick
I don’t always listen
I don’t always learn
But I’ll be the first one crashing and burning
If it means you smile
If it keeps you near
Yeah, I’m a handful
but I’m right here
I may be a dick… 
But I’m your dick

[Verse 2]
I forget dates and I lose my phone
Spend too much time in my stubborn zone
I joke at the worst time
Laugh when I shouldn’t
Fix stuff wrong just to prove I couldn’t

But I know your coffee
Just how you like
And I’ll fight the world for you every night
I’ll take the heat
I’ll take the fall
‘Cause loving you is worth it all

[Chorus]
I may be a dick
But I’m your dick
The kind that’s loyal
And real damn quick
To stand up strong when the world's unfair
With a crooked smile and messy hair
You roll your eyes
I see that smirk
But deep down you know this jerk will work
I may be a dick… 
But I’m your dick

[Bridge]
So when I screw up
And I will again
Just remind me why you call me friend
‘Cause no prince charming ever fought this hard
With duct tape dreams and a beat-up heart

[Final Chorus]
Yeah, I may be a dick
But I’m your dick
Perfectly flawed
Sarcastic and slick
But I’d cross the desert
I’d brave the cold
For a chance to love you till we’re grey and old
I’ll never be smooth
I’ll never be slick
But I’ll always be real —
Yeah, your lovable dick

[Outro]
So laugh if you want
Roll your eyes quick
But deep down you love me...
Your very own dick

I MAY BE A DICK, BUT I'M YOUR DICK

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