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Backstory:

I described someone using those words and decided to write a song using them as a title.                                                                                            

Lyrics:

                                                  
Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude
by Julian Harvey

He’s with his girl on a date 
At some joint, very late 
Picks a fight with a guy 
Can’t recall who or why
At daybreak through boozy fog 
Girl has fled with the dog

Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude 
Is his name
More he tries to change 
More he’s the same
Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude 
Bad to the bone
And he’s left
All alone

He’s feelin’ low, raises hell 
Lands in a prison cell
In that cell softly weeps
Til he falls fast asleep
Dreamin’ he’s home and curled 
Up with his dog and girl

Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude 
Is his game
More he tries to change 
More he’s the same
Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude 
Bad to the bone
And he’s left
All alone

Back home he swears he’ll behave 
Combs his hair, even shaves
Then at night seein’ red
Shoots a guy very dead
Next day come the dawn 
Dog and girl still are gone, 
Dog and girl still are gone

Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude
Is his shame
More he tries to change
More he’s the same
Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude 
Bad to the bone
And he’s left
All alone

Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude 
Is his name
More he tries to change 
More he’s the same
Brash, Rude, Crass and Crude 
Bad to the bone
And he’s left
All alone

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