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In my dreams I laugh and smoke
Everybody screams when I tell them jokes
Well now I like to gamble but I sure don't ever lose
Got a closet full of pin striped three piece suits

I tell ya now, I pull aces
You pull twos
Come on now, when I wake up I don't know what to do

come on downto where those tracks cross high street
you gonna watch the whole world go insane

see the lighters hit the rocks in the bushes
like the stars are comin down like rain

here she comes
just a skin and bones skeleton

Meet me down by the (mobile down?) trees
There's a thousand things you got to see to believe
Come on, lay those bones down at my feet
We're gonna look to the future, see what we see
Man, I say you future looks pretty damn dim
I couldn't say if you're gonna sink or swim
Give me five dollars and I'll sing you a song
Gonna tell you something you knew all along

I'll be goin out tonight
I don't care what I do
I'll wake up in the mornin
And I'm beaten black and blue
I'ma feel tomorrow like a worn down pair of shoes
The only point of this body here tonight is to be used

Cuz I, I wanna feel that blood rushin in my veins

He grew up in a one-horse town
Wasn't much to do since all them bars had closed down
He'd stare up to the stars sometimes when no one was around
And he dreamed of getting out

So he bought himself a pick-up truck that was covered up in rust
He found a buddy for the shotgun seat that was someone he could trust
And they hit the gas, headed west out to the setting sun

I sing a ragged and crooked song
The sun is setting and it won't be long
My body's weak but this soul is strong
I am shadow dressed up in these skin and bones

We weave our story in a worthless yarn
Trying to escape with all these tricks and charms
It's far too late to ring the alarm

Lately things have been going my way consequently I've been drinking nearly every day
It's hard to keep your head up when they're knocking you down so I been making that ol' go round
Drinkin bottle shelf bourbon to ease my mind seems to work all right till closing time
but you know you're gonna come down every night and there ain't no way you'll feel satisfied
ain't that hard to figure where to begin it's friday night so I'm rushing in
Like a fool I get it anywhere I can

Well I've been having a hard time, walking a straight line

I wanna Tell you a story
Aint got no characters in it but me
I wanna Sing you a sad song
Most of it I dont expect you to Believe
It starts off just the Whiskey and Wine
Some miles of travel and some real good times
But it ends in a dark corridor
Where there aint no windows

Even the devil was an angel before he tried to rush the throne
Lord, they threw him down in hell there all alone
and now he builds a castle out of the sinners' bones
You'd be angry too if you could never go home

Well now, I ain't no preacher, no preacher man's son
I done some bad things but I like to have my fun
A thousand ways to heaven, a thousand ways to hell

You may be sitting outside, now, just feeling like you're bullet proof
Turns out you ain't doing a god damn thing, brown-bagging outside of that telephone booth
All the times it seems so hard, just to get your hands upon the pouring rain
soon as you feel yourself crawl back up, you're on your way back down again

you just pray with me, lost daughters and sons
drink a little, smoke before the barrel of the gun
them troubles outside of my door

Tell me now captain where's the hidden loot
hidden out in the enemy shoes
I want the drag of the rope as I hang on in the wind
just trying to figure out what kind of trouble we're in
Call the guards upon the castle walls
Began to pray, pickle your fall
cause I'm taking out one prisoner around here
cause we're spreading our disease start smellin' your fears

I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
Pedal to the metal always did what I was told
'Till I found out that my brand new clothes
Came second hand from the rich kids next door
When I grew up fast I guess I grew up mean
There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
And now I just wander through a real bad dream
Feelin' like I'm coming apart at the seams

I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
Pedal to the metal always did what I was told
Till I found out that my brand new clothes
Came second hand from the rich kids next door
When I grew up fast I guess I grew up mean
There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
And now i just wondered through a real bad dream
Feelin' like I'm coming apart at the seems

The roots of the matter run miles deep*
This is the era of eternal sleep.
Please everybody but, please be advised, nothings'..going away
Because you're closing your eyes

This is the harvest of some rotten seas.
This surely isn't any mystery.
This is the fruit off of the poison trees

When you're livin' in a town like this
It's easy to sit back and just forget
That the world keeps on splinin' round ad round
Round and round, round and round

The beast is bitter, sink its teeth in deep
She'll bite you while you're dreamin', send you off to your sleep
And you carry, you carry on down, on down, on down

Well he opened up his shop at the age of nineteen
Stealing anything the eye could see
Said gather round, you people, anything you need
I'll keep my name on your lips
And put the word out on the street

And I will ride til my fingers, they are down to the bone
Wander til I can't remember my own home

They say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
Well they say times are gettin' hard on a workin' man
I don't care what time it is
I want what's mine and not what's his
I wanna pull my wagon with my own two hands

They say there's not near enough here to go around
They say there's not near enough here to go around

"Worse Or Better"

Lit like a candle and we burned so bright, gods showed their faces and we rolled the dice
Dove to the bottom, drank so deep, blood black water put us straight to sleep
We prayed for rain and we turned our eyes to the clouds
When the sun came out, man, we screamed out loud

Night becomes the dawn, we were so right, we were so wrong