She ripped through this heart of mine like a weed eater with brand new lineThere was no blood and no, there was no gore.She cut me clean she cut me fine I knew she never could be m...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
We were married in a fever when we were both eighteenBut our fever died so a cold when we reached twenty-threeNow I got me a little boy but I don't get to see him muchHis Mom, she'...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
Dohack Joe where'd you go? I'm looking for you don't you knowAnd I gotta get that coffee face againWell don't get caught out there on forty-fourThe cops out there, they don't like ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
Worked two jobs everydayNever had no funYou really did rack up the pay but now yourDays are doneSaving for the times aheadNever got that farOh a heart attack has left you deadNow y...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
Stop this ride I want to get off quickIt's making me nervous it's makin' me sickThese ups and downs complete turn aroundsMakes me realize how good stability soundsEvery evening we'...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
She's so fine y'allShe ain't mine nawHer name is Nancy, and Frankie is her paShe's the queen of my screenSkirt so tight my mind goes right To pure obsceneSwingin' sounds of the six...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
Stuffed inside of this phone booth baby with everything that I ownGo on put all the blame on me just don't hang up the phone.You know that I feel meaner than any man could beI'm al...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
Everything hurts everything aches everything's bad Everything sucks everything's wrongEverything's dull everything's gray everything's sadEverything drags on so longI've been tryin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
Sometimes open sometimes closed Sometimes young sometimes oldSometimes begging sometimes proudSometimes lost sometimes foundSometimes potato sometimes riceSometimes nasty sometimes...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets
They want us to eat shit and say thanksThey want to hand you paper, you can take that to the bankWell I scratched their back but I still got my itchSingin' Sammy can't drive 55 but...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Bottle Rockets