Well my name's John Lee Pettimore. Same as my daddy and his daddy before. You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here. He only come to town about twice a year.
What if I told you it was done with mirrors?. What if I showed you it was all a lie?. Better be careful someone might hear ya. The walls have ears and the sky has eyes.
Yeah cocaine cannot kill my pain. Cocaine cannot kill my pain. Cocaine cannot kill my pain. Like a freight train through my vein. Cocaine cannot kill my pain.
It's Christmastime in Washington. The Democrats rehearsed. Gettin' into gear for four more years. Things not gettin' worse. Republicans drink whiskey neat.
What if I told you it was done with mirrors. What if I showed you it was all a lie. Better be careful, someone might hear ya. The walls have ears and the sky has eyes.