Well, I've been spending all my money on weed n' pills Tryin' to write a song that'll pay the bills But it ain't came yet, so I guess I'll have to rob a bank
I guess it could be worse, it ain't that bad At least I ain't sittin' in old Baghdad In the middle of a hot damn desert sittin' in a tank
Well, every time the wife talks, a baby gets mentioned I'm so broke I can't pay attention Lord, how it tears me up to see woman cry
Oh, I've been spendin' all my nights on the internet Looking for a clue but ain't found one yet Just another Mopars, guitars and other stuff I can't buy
Well, now Lord, if you can hear me won't you throw a damn dog a bone 'Cause if the Devil shows up with a better deal this old soul's a-goin' down Oh, I sing 'em real pretty, sing 'em real sad And all the people in the crowd say "He ain't that bad" Well, they call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain If you want it you can have the crown
Well, the name of the game is hurry up and wait But that ain't putting no food on my plate Or gas in my car and I drive a Bronco
So Lord, if I could just get me a record deal I might not have to worry about my next meal But I'll still be trying to figure out what the hell rhymes with Bronco
Well, now Lord, if you can hear me won't you throw a damn dog a bone 'Cause if the Devil shows up with a better deal this old soul's a-goin' down Oh, I sing 'em real pretty, sing 'em real sad And all the people in the crowd say "He ain't that bad" Well, they call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain If you want it you can have the crown
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