Drunken Poet's Dream Lyrics - Trouble In Mind - Hayes Carll

I got a woman who's wild as Rome 

She likes bein' naked and gazed upon 

She crosses a bridge, she sets in on fire 

She lands like a bird on a telephone wire 

I'm gonna hollar and I'm gonna scream 

I'm gonna get me some mescaline 

And then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline 

It's a drunken poet's dream 

There's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor 

A few paperback books by Louis L'Amour 

Whisky bottles are scattered like last night's clothes 

With cigarettes and papers and Oreos 

My harmonica's got a busted reed 

My lips are chapped and about to bleed 

She says, that's nothing, when she was a kid 

She danced with the dead at the pyramids 

I'm gonna hollar and I'm gonna scream 

I'm gonna get me some mescaline 

Then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline 

It's a drunken poet's dream 

Now I'll never pay back my student loan 

Smellin' like Coors and cheap cologne 

She tells me not to worry about Judgment Day 

She says dyin' to get into heaven's just not our way 

I'm gonna hollar and I'm gonna scream 

I'm gonna get me some mescaline 

Then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline 

It's a drunken poet's dream 

I got a woman who's wild as Rome 

She likes bein' naked and gazed upon