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In the bowels 'neath a strip joint
Thirty feet of cement
Fed by the highways of Dallas hubris
No longer slumber so you must repent

It was the city that killed me
Therefore I claim it as mine
Sixty years ain't dulled the mind

I'm a red-blooded American Male
I don't wanna do nothing but chase some tail
Get in my muscle car, and drive it to the bar
And drink light beer until I'm ill

And I drink my whiskey with a chase
And only when attempting third base
I just don't like the burn, it makes my stomach turn

Listen people, I am tell the truth
And that is why they are coming for me
I don't drink from the tap, there's fluoride in the water
It'll reduce your mind to rubble, make you mindless market fodder
For our consumer overlords, it's a new world order
But it's been around for centuries
We're past tin foil, now we're into carbon fiber
Lead-lined, combine, bigger, faster, lighter

This weary world has got me whinin', got me feeling even lower than a log
Despite the moon outside a-shinin', can't see through all this fog
Everybody knows it's you that's got me feeling this way
Singin' the low down blue dog whine all night and cryin' all the day

I tried so hard to make you mine, I thought it'd never be true
When you finally said, Oh, that's fine, thought I'd never be blue
Now I see how wrong I was and the error of my ways

I know it's been said many times before
In many different ways
But I don't know where I'm going to
Or even where I been

I picked up them travelin' blues
They visit me when it's been too long
I picked up them travelin' blues

Why do we drink this crud if ya wanna feel alive?
Out of the last ten nights, barely remember five
Only makin' memories for all of my friends
If I had fun last night, please fill me in

I keep expecting different scenery on all the same walks
Shoutin' down the same wells, lifting all the same rocks
Ain't ready for the hard stuff, just wanna have some fun