Lyrics:
started climbing drilling rigs
I'm oil field trash and proud as I can be, yeah
Then I took my songs and guitar
And sang 'em to a man from Tennessee
started climbing drilling rigs
I'm oil field trash and proud as I can be, yeah
Then I took my songs and guitar
And sang 'em to a man from Tennessee
started climbing drilling rigs
I'm oil field trash and proud as I can be, yeah
Then I took my songs and guitar
And sang 'em to a man from Tennessee
not fantastic)
Hello hello my name is plastic (it's not fantastic)
My fate is service, was filled so fast
You used me once, thrown away like trash
Oil
is a jukebox for hire, a concert for Converse on a wire
Til I'm soil, spit midnight oil on a trash can fire
God rest your soul
Nails for breakfast,
Daddy was a badass, oil field white trash, never took nobody's lip
He was a honky tonk dancer and even beat cancer, 40 years smokin' just quit
He had
Prada, Prada, Prada, Prada
Marfa Prada
Prada, Prada, Prada, Prada
All the same rats racing for spoils
All the same trash anointed with oil
All
way
Throw the beard essential oils in the trash
Why you mad?
Get the vinyl out the carry-on and
We can make the dash
We just need our instrumentals
You disgust me
Living like rats
Writhing, in trash
Sewage
Oil
Your city is crumbling before you
Your society stands for nothing
Its worthless
You
you know that they can't afford
to see what they can't find
give them something to smash
oil on canvas or trash
make them smile
before the end
inside his memory lane
Grey buildings, grey sky, cracked concrete floor
Pigeons give no fucks soaked up in trash and dirty oil
Listen, to the man with
shotguns and cut tongs
The night long and pretty
Put that phone in trash throw
Try find oil and hit it
Got a sunshine got so motions
Got a sunshine got so
On this earth we are a blistering boil
We've built a self made prison
Of poisoned salty soil
We've filled the seven seas
With trash and filth and oil
Why'd you pollute the water dick?
Now our fish just make us sick
First our oceans next our soil
Dumping trash and lots of oil
Ewwww... Live Fucking
On this earth we are a blistering boil
We've built a self made prison
Of poisoned salty soil
We've filled the seven seas
With trash and filth and oil
timeless/ Don't judge the rhymes yet
Really ego mmanu it's just a different type of mindset
Not just the oil we extract, but the spirit is alive
Made it
Right!
Big-Jesus soul-mates Trash-Can
fucking rotten business this
both feet in the Bad-Boot
stiff in the crypt, babay, like a rock
Right!
Big-Jesus soul-mates Trash-Can
fucking rotten business this
both feet in the Bad-Boot
stiff in the crypt, babay, like a rock
Wail whale
Wail whale
Going for a stroll on the glass beach
Better recognize that its trash beach
Whale carcass gonna wash ashore
Share us a story
We are born from trash
We produce trash
And eventually we all
Become trash
The plastic age has reached so far
That plastic people walk among us
Not
dig it down down
Dig it dig it down dig it dig it down down
Polluters must go down
They roam our seas our oceans with floating trash cans
This clearly
livin' right
Eat butter beans and fried spam
I ain't what they say I am
'Cause there ain't no trash in my trailer.
Though you might find an empty can
you tipped almost all of your cash
Proud to be coast trash
Center console out by them oil rigs
Hurricanes and EBT
Mardi Gras and flounder to gig
I’m
whole team got no annoyance
I'm throwing all your asses in the canola oil
A thicker chick on a slower boil
Man, my style is just so ignorant
They say get
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