I caught you lying again it's pretty easy if you know how to play So what you say we make it two out of three I heard you're dying again well what disease
Your brother got bird lice From a feather he fixed with a bobby pin That's a small price to pay For the privilege of being the indian He said I'll be
I know damn well the weeds are growing In the yard I realize that it need mowing But it's too hard No matter what they say Nothing starts today Last
When the moment finally comes I could be the trigger You could be the gun That blows out the back Of my skull When a better day arrives I could be the
I can see her arms extended Standing in the kitchen door Tried to get her with my pistol Water streaming to the floor I remember she was breathing I
Mustard gas and curly fries Boys do well but girls, they die You and I will take a trip now Do the things that we think are hip, now I said, we all love
When I'm away When I'm away I swear under heaven It's always eleven : eleven And why it works I haven't a clue Because I take so much of you And piss
Her father was a sailor Looked so handsome in the picture Her mother loved her soldier She was crying as she held her Anchored in the harbor It was
Found another chicken dead Out behind the barn Eaten up and full of flies Summer has begun The heat is making waves again Across the fields in back And
Thirty candles on the birthday cake She tries to blow 'em out Does her best but leaves the one still burning It's hard to figure out It's hard to figure
Walking on the road side The rain was coming through our coats The abandoned car came into view Finding one door open We gave a cry and dove inside And
If you're gonna kill yourself You'd better do it now Don't wanna hear that why me shit again If you're gonna piss and moan I'm throwing in the towel '
They were eighteen and twenty-four He told her he had been to war She loved him from the minute that he spoke She took him in he had her pegged She took
See the father's barn burning Watch as the flames Illuminate the sky See the boy who set the fire Watch the barn burning In his eyes in his eyes Hear
He was born to a whore On a flophouse floor They held him up and he cried Said have you ever heard A sound so sore Said not since superman died She cursed
Gonna hold my hand Right over that candle flame Until I can't take it any longer I swear I could hold it there All God damned day If I wanted to I said
I can be your supersize You can be my only Onion rings or curly fries Quarter pounder skip the salad bar Please don't kick my busted heart too far I
There?s a place out there Where the grass won?t grow There?s a place out there Where the bugs won?t go They say a saucer landed there in 1959 And on