Cellophane
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1Cellophane
Cellophane
Front pocket of my blue jeans
A little fire and little green
Enough to make me king
On a Friday night
In a trailer off of Dry Pond Road
Where me and the boys would go to get loaded
And hide out from the law.It was just a weekend thing
Compliments for the alcohol
It was no big deal
Just a weekend thing
Sleep it off on the couch
Don’t get behind the wheelBreak it out
I want a taste
Of watch you’ve got
In that cellophaneCellophane
A bunch of kids
Same feather same kind of cool
We dropped out of the Sunday school
And made up our own rules for a few good years
Till the cops came sniffin’ round
Till they took our dope man down
Good shit got hard to findWhen It was just a weekend thing
Compliments for the alcohol
It was no big deal
Just a weekend thing
Sleep it off on the couch
Don’t get behind the wheelBreak it out
I want a taste
Of watch you’ve got
In that cellophaneCellophane
Cellophane
A hand of prescription pills
That’s when the shit got real
They say those things can kill
Well I know first hand
A phone call that bent my knee
His momma wouldn’t look at me
Like she thought I’s to blame
Well maybe I was
Maybe I didn’t try hard enough
I told him he ourght kick that start
Guess we should’ve known right from the startIt was just a weekend thing
A little help for the alcohol
It was no big deal
Just a weekend thing
Sleep it off on the couch
Don’t get behind the wheelBreak it out
I want a taste
Of watch you’ve got
In that cellophane
Dry
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1Dry
I didn’t stay out late last night
So nothing’s hanging over me today
And I’m ashamed to say it but it’s been a long, long time
Since I woke up in this good of shapeI’ve got no hammer against my head
And my recollection’s fine
I’ve got no need for rehydration
‘Cause I didn’t go drinking myself dryDrinking myself dry
Burning my belly full of holes
The more liquor I pour in the well
The more it drains everything else
‘Til liquor’s all I’m thirsty for
I wind up sleepin’ in my boots
Waking up on the floor
Telling myself that it’s alright
Just had a little too much last night
I’ve been drinking myself drySome days I wake up fightin’ mad
I feel like whoopin’ my own tail
I stare in the mirror, I wanna put my fist right through
‘Cause I can’t stand looking at myselfBut this morning I’m feeling quite well
Here with my children and my wife
I’ve got everything a man could hope for
Why I got to go drinking myself dryDrinking myself dry
Burning my heart full of holes
The more liquor I pour in the well
The more it drains everything else
‘Til liquor is all I’m thirsty for
She’s been telling me for years
You can’t live like this for long
But I couldn’t see that she was right
Cause I had dust all in my eyes
I was drinking myself dryBut I think I’ve finally seen the light
I wiped the dust out of my eyes
I think I’ve drank myself dry.
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