| Song | Tales Facing Up |
| Artist | Drive-By Truckers |
| Album | Pizza Deliverance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cooley, Drive-By Truckers ... | |
| Me and my brother's old lady went out and got stinking, | |
| she solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks. | |
| She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking | |
| and banging the babysitter every time she turned her back. I | |
| We opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint | |
| and drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains. | |
| Every so often she'd lapse into narcotic rambling. | |
| Moon and mascara. I've always been a holy terror. | |
| Temptations lurking every where. If your mind's in the gutter, Beware! | |
| You'll find me there. | |
| Me and a friend were talking after the funeral. | |
| She said it should have been me but I'm still around and I been so wild, | |
| I'm surprised I made it to the seventh grade, and all my dead friends have settled down. | |
| My eyes were puffy and she asked if I'd been crying. | |
| I said 'tears are for *******es' but who was I kidding. | |
| So we stopped at the bar and drank them dry. Beer and tequila. | |
| I've always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days. | |
| And I found a dime in the gutter today. Tails facing up. Still ******* up. Still ******* up. | |
| A funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking. | |
| music by Drive-by Truckers (Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff) | |
| ©1998 Soul Dump Music |
| zuo qu : Cooley, DriveBy Truckers ... | |
| Me and my brother' s old lady went out and got stinking, | |
| she solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks. | |
| She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking | |
| and banging the babysitter every time she turned her back. I | |
| We opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint | |
| and drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains. | |
| Every so often she' d lapse into narcotic rambling. | |
| Moon and mascara. I' ve always been a holy terror. | |
| Temptations lurking every where. If your mind' s in the gutter, Beware! | |
| You' ll find me there. | |
| Me and a friend were talking after the funeral. | |
| She said it should have been me but I' m still around and I been so wild, | |
| I' m surprised I made it to the seventh grade, and all my dead friends have settled down. | |
| My eyes were puffy and she asked if I' d been crying. | |
| I said ' tears are for es' but who was I kidding. | |
| So we stopped at the bar and drank them dry. Beer and tequila. | |
| I' ve always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days. | |
| And I found a dime in the gutter today. Tails facing up. Still up. Still up. | |
| A funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking. | |
| music by Driveby Truckers Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff | |
| 1998 Soul Dump Music |
| zuò qǔ : Cooley, DriveBy Truckers ... | |
| Me and my brother' s old lady went out and got stinking, | |
| she solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks. | |
| She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking | |
| and banging the babysitter every time she turned her back. I | |
| We opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint | |
| and drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains. | |
| Every so often she' d lapse into narcotic rambling. | |
| Moon and mascara. I' ve always been a holy terror. | |
| Temptations lurking every where. If your mind' s in the gutter, Beware! | |
| You' ll find me there. | |
| Me and a friend were talking after the funeral. | |
| She said it should have been me but I' m still around and I been so wild, | |
| I' m surprised I made it to the seventh grade, and all my dead friends have settled down. | |
| My eyes were puffy and she asked if I' d been crying. | |
| I said ' tears are for es' but who was I kidding. | |
| So we stopped at the bar and drank them dry. Beer and tequila. | |
| I' ve always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days. | |
| And I found a dime in the gutter today. Tails facing up. Still up. Still up. | |
| A funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking. | |
| music by Driveby Truckers Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff | |
| 1998 Soul Dump Music |