Making love to mama in the bacon grease Gonna find my home, gonna make my lease ♪ St. Christopher laying down my neck Ya gonna chew my ear, I'm gonna fuck your neck ♪ I got cars and I got czars Gonna tear my nails, I'm gonna lick your scars ♪ Nothin' much to lose if you've got nothin' to spare Cracked up leather and sun-bleached hair Out is all I've known, but weeds grow to stand 'Cause the weight of this world, they gonna blow like sin ♪ Free coke party at Bologna Land I ain't got no shame to give away or send ♪ Making my coffee in a drainage ditch Gonna shake your ass while I get rich ♪ Open sores to settle scores From eating window pane and screaming on my floor Nothin' much to lose if you've got nothin' to spare Cracked up leather and sun-bleached hair Out is all I've known, but weeds grow to stand 'Cause the weight of this world, they gonna blow like sin ♪ Open eyes to reach him through the sands To question where you were with men To know where you would stand and see To burn it all to be with thee To understand to go to breath To try the work and go to see To stand your ground and live a lie To never know where you could try To always be the other side To know that you're the only guy To know that you would sit and stand To know the truth you feel inside To understand where I would go When I always take it to the show To never know where I had been To always see and know this sin Digging my feet in the peanut shells I was gonna taste your skin, gonna huff your smell Licking that mud off my finger tips I'm gonna stare you down while granny moves those hips Propped right up upon the broken glass Checking me for ticks while I bathe in ash