There's a cave in the valley with a spirit inside (A spirit inside) And when you take a look his way all you see is red eyes (See is red eyes) He never emerges just forever stands (Forever stands) Into the souls of the passin' through the prairie down there (The prairie down there)
It's not all picket fences It's not all smiles and waves The preacher preaches on Sunday But what happens on Saturdays? Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot The television makes you wanna drink So thank God for makin' me my own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
There's a man at the dead-end, tryna kill me even more He's got my bodies toxic love sittin' in the top of his dresser drawer I have the mind to take these last dollars to my name Run my truck into his house and some more And then I take that poison and feed it to the river The front man kills the sheep no more
It's not all picket fences It's not all smiles and waves The preacher preaches on Sunday But what happens on Saturdays? Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot The television makes you wanna drink So thank God for makin' me my own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
Take me to jail, throw me in a cell For burnin' crack dealers houses all the way down Take me to jail, throw me in a cell For burnin' crack dealers houses all the way down
It's not all picket fences (No, no) It's not all smiles and waves (No, no, no, no, no) The preacher preaches on Sunday But what happens on Saturdays? (Whoa) Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot The television makes you wanna drink (Ah yeah) So thank God for makin' me my own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
I said I thank God for makin' me my own alcoholic shrink My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
