Talkin' a lotta shit
Got a lotta shit on my
Lightning burned the fields
Black fire choked our breath
We
uckin' on my, fuckin' on my floor
Fuckin' off
Fuckin'
*radio session*
Dead man with no eyes,
Won't you look at me
On a highway,unpaved, goin' my way
You're so alone today
As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent,
You asked
I have so many feelings
And I know that I'm
I'm totally fucked up. I can barely speak. I'm totally
I don't want no cryin'
All upon my sleeve
I
Come gather round me people, here's a story you never
One of these days
I hope it's soon
I'll see
By the dried up stream
We slit our throats and
My soul's suckin dry
My soul's been sucked dry
Emptiness
Special people all the time
Special people on my mind
I got the fucked up blues
I got the fucked
Here's a story that I want to pass on to
She's a blue cross (x4)
She's a burning lawn
She's dead and
Monkey see, monkey die
Laminate your face
And paste it up into
Curses I send
On these countless men
Curses on their trespasses
Will they
Gotta get it, gotta get it
Plastic classic
Hey yo, hey yo
Can't
Flavor
Got the flavor
Got the flavor
Feel so good about a piece
(voice of woody guthrie: I been robbed for cash and
Tonight the city is full of....radios
And all the distortion pedals
You said go
You said stay
Got so confused
I tried to do
Fly like the eagle
Fly like the eagle
Fly...
Squeegee
Ah, you got it
When
Well, who's that ridin, john the revelator
Tell me who's the
When the fat man shaving
In the Pullman washroom
Grunts, "What's this?"
Leave
Baby I can't make it straight
My boots got stuck and
Well if it ain't your time to go
Then you'd better
Smashed stars
And old fruit jars
The candy ass guards with their
Well I just got put down
In the ashes of an
Tell me where you want me to go
If I'm gone
You been a talkin' now, you been a rockin' now
You
Momma don't take me
Down to the den
To make it by
Steve had a big commotion
Didn't need no suntan lotion
He was
Sucker without a brain
Nothin to do again
Step into the street
Like
Put whiskey in the gas tank
Put blood on the wheels
I
I just got put down
In the ashes of a backwash
At the theater, I did meet her
And the show was
Come on now, bread and butter
No one knows a better