Tales Facing Up

Lyrics
Me and my brother's old lady went out and got stinking She solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking And banging the babysitter every time she turned her back We opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint And drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains Every so often she'd lapse into narcotic rambling Moon and mascara. I've always been a holy terror Temptations lurking everywhere. If your mind's in the gutter, beware! You'll find me there Me and a friend were talking after the funeral She said it should have been me but I'm still around And I been so wild I'm surprised I made it to the seventh grade And all my dead friends have settled down My eyes were puffy and she asked if I'd been crying I said 'tears are for pussies," but who was I kidding So we stopped at the bar and drank them dry Beer and tequila I've always been a thrill seeker But thrills are a dime a dozen these days And I found a dime in the gutter today Tails facing up Still fucking up Still fucking up A funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking
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Credits
- Writers
- Matt Lane
- Mike Cooley
- Patterson Hood
- Rob Malone