i am that turd floatin down the water park im makin all those innocents sick a cancer if you will i'll float on and kiss you i'll float on and kiss you i'll float on and kiss you

you aint seen nothin sadder than a starkweather dream drippin tears into her swimmin suit i couldve ran away that night maybe even took her with me but starkweather dreams will always be will always be

and down at the corner they dont sell nothin but damn boone's farm but right around the corner from that ol cooter brown he live there and he'll take me to get another 5th of sweet t as long as he can spit sweet too and we the body we aint talkin bout no ocean but the body you eat from and i the mouth and he the ass and we spittin jealousy out of both ends and we just drink sweet wine cause all we do is pretend pretend that there aint nothin but us and girl dont make me break my faith trying to choose you

yeah and thats the plight of the cowboy we wanna do right but we just dont feel right doin it we just dont want to accept nothin that we didnt come up with ourselves spit in our face and we'll laugh it off but spit on our tracks and we'll cut your goddamn fingers off with bumwine bottles we live as wild horse free as a bird now spirits but we'll die with tradition

they say its dead around here but it cant be it cant be while box fans still blow and the corner stores all stay open not while people are still taking the wrong turns on the way home not while people are still gigglin about pissin in the corner of driveways its hotter than hell and im lickin my lips thinkin about strawberry milkshakes and the way the best things still taste on my moustache

we offer sacrifice to him by throwing our t-birds by the railroad tracks and talking about how it tastes so good and what else would taste better with kool-aid stained my teeth and the carbonation knocked it off its good we stopped at where we did so that we did'nt get lost in between 10th and hack is a real strange place you can plan murders, curse, and smoke stale cigarettes and if you stand to the side of the track there aint no pig ever gonna catch ya