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Damned If I Do
02:24
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You’ve got to work more hours if you want to get more pay
So I’m working like a dog every day
But when that paycheck comes, I just can’t catch a break
The more I work, the more Uncle Sam will take
No matter if I will or if I won’t
Damned if I do, damned if I don’t
You’ve got to take those pills if you want to stop that pain
Or you can fix it all and smoke some Mary Jane
Well if I choose those pills, my organs all will fail
But that Mary Jane might land me up in jail
No matter if I will or if I won’t
Damned if I do, damned if I don’t
You’ve got to go and vote if you want to make things change
You’ve got to fight to break free from these chains
But no matter who we vote for, no matter what they claim
They’re all the same; they just don’t use their brains
No matter if I will or if I won’t
Damned if I do, damned if I don’t
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Road Kill Blues
03:04
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There was a raccoon, walkin’ through the forest
Looking for a new place to call home
And there was a semi driving down I-40
Just then that raccoon tried to cross the road
And now there’s nothing he can do
It’s the end of the road for that raccoon
His life has come and gone and now is through
He’s got the road kill blues
There was a possum, lookin’ for some lovin’
He was man in need indeed
Instead of getting’ something, he’ll be getting nothing
He screwed up when he tried to cross the street
And now there’s nothing he can do
Playing possum aint gonna pull him through
Billy Boy gonna make some possum stew
He’s got the road kill blues
There was a Tom Cat, struttin’ across town
He saw a mouse and a chase began
The mouse got away, nowhere to be found
The cat was hit by an Astro mini-van
AND NOW THERE’S NOTHING HE CAN DO
HE’S DEAD AND HIS NINE LIVES ARE THROUGH
THAT CAT HAS NOW BECOME VULTURE FOOD
HE’S GOT THE ROAD KILL BLUES
There was this squirrel, gatherin’ nuts
He’d cross the street every chance he could
The last time he crossed, there was blood and guts
Now those nuts won’t do him any good
AND NOW THERE’S NOTHING HE CAN DO
HE LIVED LIFE IN THE FAST LAND AND HE KNEW
ANOTHER SQUIRREL GONNA GET ALL HIS LOOT
HE’S GOT THE ROAD KILL BLUES
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Our grass is twelve inches long
The chickens are out of their pen
The kid’s toys are scattered all across the lawn
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We had a big party last night
We invited all of our friends
By the time we got through, it was 4 AM
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
I don’t know if we’ll ever be friends
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
Our neighbors painted their house
Our paintball fight was intense
It wouldn’t wash off despite our attempts
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
My wife and I had a big fight
We were yellin’ and cursin’ in sin
When the cops showed up, we pointed next door
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
I don’t know if we’ll ever be friends
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
Our neighbors bought a new car
A brand new Mercedes-Benz
My boy hit a homer right through the windshield
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We let our four dogs out to pee
They all broke out of the fence
The all took big dumps in the lawn next door
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
I don’t know if we’ll ever be friends
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
Our neighbors moved out last week
Some new ones are moving in
We took them some wine, but it made ‘em real sick
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
I don’t know if we’ll ever be friends
We’ve pissed off the neighbors again
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Storm of the South
05:21
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There’s a big storm that’s headed our way
They’re calling for flurries and flakes
Drop what you’re doing right now
There’s chaos ensuing in town
Better run to the store
Pick up milk and bread
Don’t get stuck without them
Or you may end up dead
Schools will shut down, businesses too
Kids stuck at home with nothing to do
Don’t go outside, there’s a half inch of snow
No one can function, there’s nowhere to go
The Storm of the South, is headed this way
There’s a big storm that’s headed this way
Tell your kids to go out and play
No we aint gonna do no work today
There’s a big storm headed our way
Road crews are spreading that salt
Traffic has come to a halt
Weathermen can’t get enough
No one will call their bluff
Better run to the store
And pick up a sled
Gotta keep those kids happy
And not filled with dread
Schools will shut down, businesses too
Kids stuck at home with nothing to do
Don’t go outside, there’s a half inch of snow
No one can function, there’s nowhere to go
The Storm of the South, is headed this way
There’s a big storm that’s headed this way
Tell your kids to go out and play
No we aint gonna do no work today
There’s a big storm headed our way
The big storm has come and gone
There’s a couple white flakes on my lawn
The kids are driving me mad
I think they’ve worn out my iPad
Better run to the store
And take this sled back
The storm has moved on
We survived the attack
Schools will shut down, businesses too
Kids stuck at home with nothing to do
Don’t go outside, there’s a half inch of snow
No one can function, there’s nowhere to go
The Storm of the South, is headed this way
There’s a big storm that’s headed this way
Tell your kids to go out and play
No we aint gonna do no work today
There’s a big storm headed our way
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5. |
Three Blind Mice
02:42
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There were three blind mice, or so the story goes
I was chillin’ one day on a stack of hay and now my story is told
The first blind mouse looked sad as he could be
I said what’s wrong with you little guy then he told his story to me
He said I don’t have a tail, and I’m blind as you can see
The farmer’s wife she done took a knife and cut my tail off me
The second blind mouse was fuming out the top
I said what’s the source of all your anger, and then he started to talk
He didn’t think twice about the cause of his condition
The evil one who would do such harm was standing in the kitchen
He said I don’t have a tail, and I’m blind as you can see
The farmer’s wife she done took a knife and cut my tail off me
The third blind mouse possessed an evil grin
I said hey man do you have a plan cuz it looks like you’re fixin’ to sin
He said I’ve got a plan, we’re gonna get revenge
We’re gonna chase that wife with our own damn knife until this story ends
He said I don’t have a tail, and I’m blind as you can see
The farmer’s wife she done took a knife and cut my tail off me
There were three blind mice, or so the story goes
Now I’ve been through it, aint much else to it so I guess my story’s been told
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Take A Drink
03:35
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I take a drink to remember, I take a drink to forget
I take a drink for the good times that haven’t happened yet
I take a drink for the fun I’ve had with all the friends I’ve met
I take a drink for all the drinks I’ve had, and a drink for my regret
It’s early Friday morning, I get to work on time
I drank last night and the night before, I guess I’ll drink tonight
The hardest time of my life, is doing eight to five
There’s one sure way to end my day, and to make me feel alive
I take a drink to remember, I take a drink to forget
I take a drink for the good times that haven’t happened yet
I take a drink for the fun I’ve had with all the friends I’ve met
I take a drink for all the drinks I’ve had, and a drink for my regret
Some like meth and some like pills and some just smoke that weed
What’s right for them aint right for me, it just aint what I need
So while they’re bouncing off the walls, or laid back on their couch
I’ll pop that top and turn it up, to liquefy my doubts
I take a drink to remember, I take a drink to forget
I take a drink for the good times that haven’t happened yet
I take a drink for the fun I’ve had with all the friends I’ve met
I take a drink for all the drinks I’ve had, and a drink for my regret
I’ve held down many bar stools, been forced through many doors
I’ve been face up and I’ve been face down on a thousand hardwood floors
I’ve forgotten many good times, but remembered many more
It’s fine if you don’t like my ways, just maybe I don’t like yours
I take a drink to remember, I take a drink to forget
I take a drink for the good times that haven’t happened yet
I take a drink for the fun I’ve had with all the friends I’ve met
I take a drink for all the drinks I’ve had, and a drink for my regret
I take a drink for all the drinks I’ve had, and a drink for my regret
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He-she
01:59
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Don't know her name or if she's a girl
He's got a mullet on her that will make your toes curl
She's got a mustache and a nice set of tits
In the men's or women's bathroom he stands or she sits
Who the hell knows
What could it be
You say he, I say she
Could be a he-she
Tits and a wee-wee
What could it be
Working at the Goodwill, sporting that blue vest
Popping her gum and looking his best
Hair on her knuckles but his nails are painted
I got a glimpse of her chest hair and damned near fainted
Who the hell knows
What could it be
You say he, I say she
Could be a he-she
Tits and a wee-wee
What could it be
He-she I love you, what you are I don't care
You're the girl-boy of my dreams
We will make them stop and start
You cook me breakfast, I'll shave your back
You have all the features, there is nothing that you lack
Who the hell knows
What could it be
You say he, I say she
Could be a he-she
Tits and a wee-wee
What could it be
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8. |
G-Town
03:16
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You can pick up a hoe on the way to work in G-Town
You can pick up some crack on the way to church in G-Town
Backwards ways in a modern time
Our number one business is our crime in G-Town
Doing the crime and doing the time
Ain't the only way you're gonna waste your life in G-Town
No matter where you live, no matter where you go
You'll meet a killer and that's for sure in G-Town
Big ass rims on junk-ass cars
Latino clubs and redneck bars in G-Town
Backwards ways in a modern time
Our number one business is our crime in G-Town
Doing the crime and doing the time
Ain't the only way you're gonna waste your life in G-Town
Everyone's got pills everyone smokes grass in G-Town
Tight little jeans on a big ole ass in G-Town
Backwards ways in a modern time
Our number one business is our crime in G-Town
Doing the crime and doing the time
Ain't the only way you're gonna waste your life in G-Town
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Smokin' D Hickory, North Carolina
Smokin' D is a unique underground cult musician with a rugged "thumb and strum" guitar style, inspired by bands like Devil Makes Three, Shakey Graves, Pokey Lafarge, Johnny Cash, and many more. Smokin' D sings real songs about real people and things. If you want love songs, look elsewhere. ... more
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