Well who'd of thought and who could know?. that time was ever gonna go this darn slow. And she's late and you just don't know. if you're ever gonna get on through this year alone.
You drive me to drink. But I'm in for the whole trip I promise. You won't go out with the drunk on the road. Or use yer fork to search for the toast. Girl I ain't easy.
I shuffle 'round the earth like a ping pong. To find something just to hang my hat on. And somewhere just to let my pants get dry. . Heard a trucker on a pay phone gas mall.
Took a drag from something. I don't even smoke. And a line from something. That some other guy wrote. . Now it's red wine for headline. Somebody's pulling favors by phone.
Get the lead on out 'coz it's my round. And I punched the van 'coz I lost the sound. And then I fell on down, oh yeah. I ain't old enough to have walked the line.
Brush your hair to some Eurodisco trash. Two prophylactics and forty-five dollars cash. Corduroy jacket and some fifty buck shoes. That can lead like a lamp when they're a scrubbing up new.
I ain't blue, yet hell I ain't even sick. But this big ol' bark sure sounds worse than its stink. Thick like dipsticks and white as a sheet. But for a pile of trash I sure smell sweet.
The train came behind him like a shot from a gun in yer sleep. And just for a second he forgot what to do with his feet. The photo creases dug in to his chest 'til they cut.
Been watching so much TV. I'm thinner than I should be. I'm like a waterlogged ball. That no one wants to kick around anymore. . An all day morning hairdo.
There's a guy singing in the edge of the room. Making sounds through a face like a prune. He's got them fancy checkered pants. And a chip in his tooth, oh no, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Been living underwater. But I sure dug the sea. But no-one could hear me out. When I leaned back to scream. . Coming through the shelves, to live in the dirt.
Hate your friends 'cos they're the only ones. That make you want to die. And they make their scene. The priss and preen, they'll never get it right. .
I'm sweatin' bullets for breakfast. Slipping outta my range. Another night on a meathook. Just tryin' to pickle my brain. Why the hell are you running.
Give me a call. When yer strung out or when you're bored. Been so long and heavy. But now you think I'm ready. Lean on me, lean on me. Give it a try, it won't hurt.
Woke up with a war in my head. An old man's grumble. And an extra space in the bed. And if ol' John Prine can't sing the next line. 'Bout something that can make me smile.
Did you really wanna. Come out tonight with me?. Did you just wanna go. Where everybody else goes?. . Now I don't need to read your mind. To see or hear that you ain't mine.
I just don't know how to talk to you. There ain't much that I want to get through. Just stare at you in silence that's okay. Like a dog outside your window in the rains.
He's the man without a plan. To shake it up and set you down again. A Bo Diddley walk a no more messing round the block. A seventeen watts is a all of what you got.
Hey you. Put yer chewing gum in my fist. And pass the last over of yer drink. You've known me long enough to know. Yeah I'm in deep and it shows. I met her on grand final day.