I got my wine and cigarettes These twenty cents is all I got left Don't bother me, I'm trying to swim I guess I'll lay around all day Sit back and smile just fade away. A drunk yard dog is what I am
Break out the bottle of Jesus Plug in the black light rosary Somebody's waiting to save me
I know my neighbors wish I'd die I'm much too loud when I get high I think I'll send around some pie I'll spike that dish with a touch of herb It'll numb their lips And soothe their nerves I'll build my kingdom on the curb
Break out the bottle of Jesus Plug in the black light rosary Somebody's waiting to save me
Be it rain or shine I'll get high like summertime. It's an All-Americana party time Tell that landlord man I'll kick that bastard like a can It's an All-Americana party time I don't listen to rules or Gospel They're just trying to shut me up. Call me the master of "ole misfortune A weasel a weaselin' away. Dear Lord. Hold the sight. Oh Lord. Gonna set me free
Compositores: Glenn Burtnick (Burtnick Glen), Beth Ann Yoakum ECAD: Obra #11601892