Lyrics:
Like I’m stuck behind a tractor on a country road
Stood behind an old man at the grocery store
It’s time to take a breath, destress, learn to take it
(spoken)
Biffy on the drums and Dennis, you on the bass
When I count this off, ya'll give me a little Texas
Playboy type rhythm, okay
One, two,
on the lawn
He's a third world man
Soon you'll throw down your disguise
We'll see behind those bright eyes
By and by
When the sidewalks are safe
For
Like a snowball rolling down the side of a snow covered hill, it's growing
Like the size of a fish that the man claims broke his reel, it's growing
Southern man
I saw cotton and I saw black
Tall white mansions and little shacks
Southern man, when will you pay them back?
I heard screamin'
you get your courage up
You light a match an' your eyes adjust
It's amazing what a man can see
By the light of a burnin' bridge
An' there were
with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
My pretty little Galway girl
My, my,
me again I'll tell you the same
Persuaded by one sexy dame
No I do not feel no shame
You are on the road
Can I get a little lovin' from you
Can
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working long as my two hands are fit
Billion dollar baby
Rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel
Grimy as an alley, loves me like no other lover
Billion dollar baby
Rotten little
another man's holding you tight
Hurts me little, darling
Through the morning through the night
Constantly amazed by the blades of the fan on the ceiling
The clever little glances she gives me can't help but be appealing
She loves to ride into
hundred rooms
If you’re there all by yourself (Yes, you)
So I’ll take me my little one room paradise
And the man I love (And the man I love)
Well, that’s
Like me
You know the fakes who hide behind
The little miffs that like to chime for 'em
All grit and dirt
Until the mask falls off
And what you got
Southern man
I saw cotton and I saw black
Tall white mansions and little shacks
Southern man when will you pay them back
I heard screaming
Another day goes by, and still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know, we won't let hatred grow, no no
Put
Walk like a man
And talk like a man
Walk like a man, baby
You can call me your man
A little girl asked me what am I gonna do
When I get old
Drive-by eggings, plaguing LA
"Yo, you just got my little cousin, ese"
Sometimes hard-boiled, sometimes runny (Ray)
Comes from a chicken, not a bunny,
And over in
the burnt yellow tent
by the frozen tractor, the
music was like electric sugar
And Zuzu Bolin played
'Stavin' Chain' and Mighty
Tiny
Little cabin in the wood
Little man by the window stood
Saw a rabbit hopping by
Knocking at the door
"Help me, help me, help me" he said
"Or
things in life can make a man?
Little moments that pass us by
Oh, but I remember
The first kiss, the first night, the first song that made you cry
to see…Daddy’s boots
They’re just a little bit bigger than mine
But I try them on from time to time
Do what I can to make him proud
Man, if he could see me now
She's ridin' on my tractor
She's beggin' to go faster, yeah
She's my little disaster
I'll never get past her, no
Even though I should
Drivin' 'round
The leading man in my own private drama
Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang) the hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier
I wanna
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