Lyrics:
know it
By looking at your only dead man
That's right
A dirty, black diesel
Pumpin down the line
Used to be a bad boy
Hear my engine whine
red
Lit by the fire over our heads
Red sky turning round
Black rain falling down
If you've got love
You better hope that that's enough
Sandstorm cuts
drinking dirty water
Choking on your Words
Poisoned by the well
You’ve got them drinking from
They’re drinking dirty water
Drinking dirty water
Feeding
The distant echo
Of faraway voices boarding faraway trains
To take them home to
The ones that they love and who love them forever
The glazed,
see me lose yourself
By now he’s buckin' mean and dirty
Slingin' shit in cowboy boots and kickin' clowns
No fools, the fun
Bull rider
You
A boy is born in Hardtime Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong,
door (how much longer?)
And he's weak with evil and broken by the world (how much longer?)
And he's shouting your name and asking for more (how much
probably couldn't get a ho any day
'Round my way can't get murder planned
Ain't no hoop, play dirty, man
Put some through your jersey, man
If your
The distant echo
Of faraway voices boarding faraway trains
To take them home to
The ones that they love and who love them forever
The glazed,
on the floor babe
Dirty field golden want no more
Pure love I don't deserve
She lay her head upon my knee
When life gets hard and I get mad
She only sees
(Come on)
Where the Midwest at? (Come on)
Where the Dirty Dirty at? (Come on)
Where the East Coast at? (Come on)
Where the West Coast at? (Come on)
the whole time he's gone
And the next, next time my baby leaves, ohh
I gotta have a part time love, ohh
Talking about the kind of love
Wash my dirty
she'd even break a promise in the promised land
She didn't make it this far by just shakin' hands
She'll shake her money maker twice as hard as anyone can
I've been up all night and the night before my teeth are dirty my eyes are sore
There was good time had by all accounts we've been drinking to you
blunts till my arm look like Popeye
Till the day is bye bye
Till then, three hundred G fly by, rented
So foggy windows look tinted
We just be lookin'
There's a fine line between love and hate you see
Came way too late but baby I'm on it
And there's a fine line between love and hate you see
Can't wait
house, and the mistress also
And all the little children that round your table grow
The cattle in your stable and the dog by your front door
And all
lovers, fuggers, and thieves (aw, but they're cool people)
Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston, you're my home (oh, you're the Number One place)
I'm Feeling good about tonight, I'm country boy fresh
I'm what them country girls like cause I'm country boy fresh
Dirty boots, dirty truck, where
really involved: dirty books are fun!
That's all there is to it.
But you can't get up in a court and say that
I suppose
It's simply a matter
go along wit your plan|You ain't gonna quit the coal boat b'y|Cause I loves ya, you dirty old man|You ain't gonna quit the coal boat b'y|Cause I loves
""There's only dirty money in this system we extol Can we live with it? How long 'till it implodes? And our selfish wicked ways lavishly provide For
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
and no one could do diddly
Do the dirty work, bring in the coke by the boatloads
Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes
Follow no family
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