Dick Riding Blues

To write a blues song: 

First state your problem

Now restate your problem, this time invoking the Lord

Offer a solution or consequence

Adlib about how your guitar is your only loyal friend

Elaborate on the solution/consequence

Use enjambment to undermine the solution/consequence

For example: 

I blew out my knee riding dick

The lateral collateral ligament 

Lord, I blew out my knee riding dick again

Lord, it was imminent

And my physical therapist got me  

Doin’ goddamn wall sits, time misspent 

At home we got nothin’ to talk about

All we do is fight and scream

Ain’t got shit to talk about

Just throw shit and scream

I’m limpin’ right out that door

Lord have mercy, no goodbye cheeks!

And I got a bad, bad feeling

My friends like him better than me

(That's alright I still got my guitar, look out now!)

Guitar Solo

He’s a real son of a bitch

Lord, I’m damn well through

My friends prefer his company

He more connected, it’s true

Yeah I blew out my knee riding dick 

And all my friends are dick riders too 

Pathetic Riff