You wont ever hear me sing a love song Cuz love songs suck And you wont ever hear me sing no song about blue skies or brown eyes Unless I'm real fucked up And don't expect me to sit here and sing about Happily ever after That ain't ever how it really goes I mean hell the closest thing I even have to a love song it's the one where I kill them both Cuz we're all going to die alone You cant sing to a pile of bones There ain't no such thing as love So we might as well have some fun And the bedrooms always warmer than the grave This here highway that's my home Most folks I know these days they all live in houses I live in a John Deere motor home And yes its true Ladies tonight I'm leaving And I ain't looking back So if your single and willing And you catch what I'm saying Meet me in the Cadillac limo its parked out back Cuz we're all going to die alone You cant sing to a pile of bones There aint no such thing as love So we might as well have some fun And the bedroom is always warmer than the grave