Scac 101 Lyrics

Slim Cessna's Auto Club Scac 101

Munly: He pulled out the mason jar,
I'd heard them rumors from Frank Hauser,
The story goes that every few years
Slim says "Boys, I gotta go. So drink one more with
me."
We pass the jar around,
The drink then fell down off of our face,
As Slim thought he won, Cause we,
we were all cryin'

He softened our senses with his drink,
Then he started cryin'
"Lover and you boys meant so much to me (?),
And if you're to love me,
Then let my ex off easy" (?)
"Well, Slim, I love you more than myself,
but we've no time to miss ya',
cause we must stop declinin'.
Slim, you hurt us to the core."
We all felt like dyin',
Then we took one more drink from the jar.
Then your drink made our senses say no to your plan,
We've banded together, Slim.
One more chance!
But this time around if you mess with our heart,
We'll force you to drink from our own mason jar
- and you'll be left cryin'

Slim: "I already am, why don't you listen to me?
I also feel like dyin'
Why can't you quit my world(?) and let me be?
It's so conceded to think that you can
Survive my charm, survive my plan
I'd thought your egos make property cringe
I'll take up this challenge and I'll keep on tryin'
I can't guarantee my heart won't come lose
And send my home cryin'
In my name's sake, cracker, what's the use?
On the way home I'll probably crash and burn
Cause the Cessna can't ever seem to learn
That a man was never meant to be so high
Oh Why! Why! Why! Why!
Come back to cryin'"

"I'll drink one more with you again,
This time we'll never be dryin' (?This town will never
be dryin'?)
Forever put our tears within
Then we'll take this jar around the world
Quenchin' every boy and girl
And when they drink our tears down,
And when they drink our tears down"
Munly: "We'll, they'll feel like cryin'"
Slim: "Just like I planned from the start"
Munly: "So, Slim, you're still lyin'!"
Slim: "No, you still don't listen.
Now put your hand on my heart.
Why must you always put up a fight?
Go on, take a drink, live your life and cry..."

Munly: "Slim, I finally understand"
Slim: "So, you'll agree to be part of this plan"
Munly: "Like them people before me you left in the
ditch
Jon Killough, Bob Caleb..."
Slim: "...yes, there's too many to list"
Both: "So people lift up your own mason jars and
understand
we're gonna leave you cryin'"