The last stop light in my rear view
Is draggin thoughts of you
See a sunset blooming
The blue jays plum thirsty
Just waiting for a bribe
Give her love eyes
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Daddy’s downtown in the county jail
Mommas stayin home ain’t postin no bail
I’m just drawin in the playpen
My sisters down frown’n by the creek
Lunch box full of cigarettes
Readin playboy and thinkin about growin up
The crickets in the corn love a warm summer storm
The mud is the fields gets my boots all worn
I’ma lonely baby sheddin everythin but my skin
The river’s lips are reachin for the bridges hips
We’re goin down, we’re gonna drown, we’re gonna die
Droughty boys are swingin round the oak tree’s crown
They’re gonna burn, they’re gonna light the church on fire
Mommas stayin home ain’t postin no bail
I’m just drawin in the playpen
My sisters down frown’n by the creek
Lunch box full of cigarettes
Readin playboy and thinkin about growin up
The crickets in the corn love a warm summer storm
The mud is the fields gets my boots all worn
I’ma lonely baby sheddin everythin but my skin
The river’s lips are reachin for the bridges hips
We’re goin down, we’re gonna drown, we’re gonna die
Droughty boys are swingin round the oak tree’s crown
They’re gonna burn, they’re gonna light the church on fire
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