Cecil Otter все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

now this new jack can sit in the old room going for broke
wrangling wild horses with my toes in the rope
holding a smoke, i lay back and enjoy the drag
i may be broke, praise the fact that i employ the flag
burners on freights make it hard to watch the road sometimes
looking for a place to stay in barbershops with open signs
soaked in wine, booze smoking wisdom
now I'm the right mood to hold the rhythm

Just imagine the roads in the fall
The golden leaves falling on the mold on the logs
The hopes and the gods and the bombs
We set fire to the mold and beyond
And the dawn broke out like it spent a night in Alcatraz
We talking all night about second tries and Cadillacs
We grabbed the axe and buried it
We found shelter in the woods and found savage acts hilarious

I got an angel in one pocket,
The others full of nickels
One for every time I pulled a pistol on your innocence
You've been a victim since you bit your lips under my sheets
Under my spell and I was under your wing
Little bird found her bee and she suffered my sting
No wonder why I sing to any open ears
With enough food for two cents drenched in regret

It's been a long time coming
Lock stock
Coming for the livestock
Running for their lives

It's been a long time coming
Lock stock
Coming

I'm a loner, Dottie
They call me Rebel Yellow
But they don't know me, Dottie

Hello, Dottie
You can call me Mellow Yellow

You know I love you, Dottie

and that discussion was all true
until you decided to bust in with the old you
now youre judging them all through your gut
and it sucks that youre stuck in with no shoes to walk in so
there aint nothing to soften the blow
from that trailer burning coal to the rocks in the road
but you expecting to follow in your (???) footsteps
which couldnt never work because you wouldnt look left