Drag The River Mr. Crews
I was a gospel singer feasting on rattlesnakes
Karate saved my spirit, too much had to celebrate
Saddened, scarred my lover
Naked in Garden Hills
It don't lead to heaven
We'll survive on blood and grits
Mr Crews give me the news
Words are hard and bulletproof
Are we monsters? Are we fools?
Rednecks, rejects, lonely losers
So I finished off my whiskey
Nailhead blew out my goddamn ears
Candy had me trembling
Herman shit out souvenirs
Mr Crews give me the news
Words are hard and bulletproof
Are we monsters? Are we fools?
Rednecks, rejects, lonely losers
Her naked body makes me feel the pain
Like rattler venom running through your veins
I never seen this kind of beauty before,
Mud, blood, lost love, liquor, guns, whores
Mr Crews give me the news
Words are hard and bulletproof
Are we monsters? Are we fools?
Rednecks, rejects, lonely losers
