Album: Gather Up the Chaps
Are you ever gonna let me die?
Are you ever gonna let me die?
Punched me in the gut
Now I’m bleeding inside
Put a needle in my arm
And pinned open my eyes
Are you ever gonna let me die?
We made a sorry looking world
We made a sorry looking world
We brought water to its people
Then we poisoned the well
We made a sad and magic mirror
Now we’re righteously under its spell
What a sorry fucking world
I am what is known as a bandit
You gotta hand it to me if you truly understand it Cause if you don’t believe me, you can read it in braile
It’ll still be funky
Now what’s next is the flex of a genius
I’m a lost soul soaring under dead moons
You’re out here for something ugly too
The morning is for coughing
The afternoon’s for shakes
The whiskey starts at five when I’ve had all I can take
And I ain’t living with the hope of getting very far
This world was so beautiful
But I stopped at the bar
All that ends in pain
Attach it to our names
We never tried too hard
Just burned shit in our yards (burnin shit! We’re burnin shit!)
The landfills full of blame
We’re so proud of the shame
We always win these wars
Because we don’t keep score
We made a sorry fuckin world
We made a sorry fuckin world
Are you ever gonna let me die