Letra de Tales Facing Up
Me and my brother's old lady went out and got stinking She solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking And banging the babysitter every time she turned her backWe opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint And drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains And every so often she'd lapse into narcotic ramblingsMoon and mascara I've always been a holy terror Temptations lurking everywhere If your mind's in the gutter, beware You'll find me thereMe and a friend were talking after the funeral She said it should have been me but I'm still around and I been so wild I'm surprised I made it to the seventh grade And all my dead friends have settled downMy eyes were puffy and she asked if I'd been crying I said, "Tears are for pussies" but who was I kiddingSo we stopped at the bar and drank them dry Beer and tequila I've always been a thrill seeker But thrills are a dime a dozen these days And I found a dime in the gutter today Tails facing up Still fucking up Still fucking upA funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking