Silkworm Bourbon Beard
It's sweeter than I drink easily
I don't even like the taste of my bourbon beard
But I'd rather feel sleazy than desperate and crazed
My bourbon beard
Holds my head up for a while
Helps me feel like I'm not shot
They say that we're just a couple of drunks whose pants are way too tight
My bourbon beard
It's hard to admit the truth
So I creep into the night
My bourbon beard
I've got a reason to smile
Stay with me for a little while
Nothing but money in my jeans
I'm still sorta young and I'm free and white
My bourbon beard
The kids, well, I'm still one of them
It's working out all right
My bourbon beard
Don't count it against me
At least I made it this far
I came in through the front door
I'm open to you now
I'm willing to advance
Oh I think they're coming to get me
Yeah I think I'm going insane
Isn't everybody strange?
