Dad, I hate to tell ya Sometimes I wanna slap you in the face But dad, I gotta tell ya If you were gone I'd miss you from this place Don't go away again
By David Allan Coe SPOKEN USED TO GO WITH MY GRANDPA UP TO THE TOWN SQUARE, SET HIM DOWN UP THERE ON A PICNIC BENCH AND HE USED TO PLAY CHECKERS WITH
Da-da-da-da (Da-da-da-da) Daddy loves, baby Daddy loves, baby Daddy loves, baby Oh yeah, honest I do 'Cause little girl don't cry Daddy's got to go
Cool Sexy Daddy See you walking down the streets I know that you're a bonafide man Sexy, smart and all that's sweet, You're representing all I never
My kitchen floor started cracking And out jumped a man Big, red and horny I was shaking the devils hand You've got a hell of a reputation Thats the
The winter of fortynine had passed A winter of haunt n fear Hunger had knocked at the city-gates And threatened the pioneers Then low in the east strange
Like a trip in luxury A little ship with you and me We won the lottery We sail on silver into the sunset And we'll live to be a hundred A kiss between
Yeah, I've changed but I kept my name To retell a joke, it won't be the same My eyes burn new black hollow holes My fate's revealed my future's told Mercurychrome
The night they took him to the graveyard It was moonlight; call of the wild They forced him to bury his father Oh boy, he was only a child He grew older
There's a fine line between to use and to spend There's a fine line between being important and impotent Pull off my pants, lean against the wall Roll
When the day goes into itself And into my veins And your hands are caught with mine You are in my veins A breeze in the curtains of time Silhouettes of
We're leaving every turn unstoned And every lesson is unlearned.. With nothing said and nothing done I know it works on everyone.... Because love cools
Straight out of frame and bend out of shape Nothing's real except the money that we made Staring at the place where the two walls meet Yeah, take a chair
(Dewey Bunnel) On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There were sand and
This is the lazy quiz And you got all the time there is We'll spend some time on greed'n'wealth And then some on mental-health... No need to sweat or
Walking through the city Without eying anyone .. Don't want their vibes through my skin The hair on my back rises Silently it wins.. Now, I'm feeling
I'm countin' the cattle: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... I'm countin' the cattle Just to check if there alive I'm counting' the cattle: 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 I'm countin
Look at that guy in those tight leather pants He can't sing and you can see he can't dance And Soulfinger's spinning, throwing his hair He's got nothing