LYRICS
CRAZYMAKIN TOWN
Leathers soaked through
Lightning in the sky
All because of you (and your)
False front smile
Little white lines
Little white lies
Liquor store buzz
Pine box prize
Comin in hot
Burning it down
Now I’m on the run from
Your crazymakin town
Thought we had it good
Guess I had it wrong
Fallin for your charm
Like a siren song
But you showed your hand
Playing childish games
So I’m blowing down the highway
Forgetting your name
Comin in hot
Burning it down
Now I’m on the run from
Comin in hot
Burning it down
Now I’m on the run from
Your crazymakin town
Shoulda seen it coming
Shoulda seen a sign
YOUR FIX
You want somebody who will howl at the moon
Who can cut straight through with a smile
You want somebody who has studied you
Every molecule down to science
But when you called my name
From a call that came in late
I knew you hoped I could love you
I hope when you go home
And you feel like something’s wrong
I am the one who reminds you
I am your cocaine
I am your desert rain
I'm your hit
I am the song you sing
When you’re half asleep
I’m your fix
You pride yourself on a good clean life
On a good sleep’s night
Well what now
I know you’re looking at the same sweet moon
That I told you to last night
But when you called my name
From a call that came in late
I knew you hoped I could love you
I hope when you go home
And you feel like something’ wrong
I am the one who reminds you
I am your cocaine
I am your desert rain
I'm your hit
I am the song you sing
When you’re half asleep
I’m your fix
FLOODLIGHTS & SEQUINS
Hair’s up higher than a warbler’s nest
Can’t get no mail with no address
Speeding tickets bookmarking magazines
10 things he’ll love in bed and nice face cream
It takes all night to look this good all day
Why punch the clock when there’s another way
Hey there babe you got a hell of a mouth
No one makes em quite like they do in the south
Let me buy you dinner show you a good time
Vodka soda with a twist of lime
Now he’s bleeding on the pavement under neon signs
Yeah it pays the bills if you do it right
Mama always said how to get shit done
Break his heart with a kiss take the money and run
Fingernails painted getting fingerprints stamped
Lookin’ good in black dodging the blue and red
Livin’ the the lowlife, streakin them highlights
It’s bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins
bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins
Wants to be seen but can’t be caught
Wearing dollar store lipstick on the bossman’s yacht
In between the caviar and chardonnay
Tying off the bight in her lingerie
Shame he couldn’t wait until the creme brulee
Now he’s floating face down outta Mobile Bay
CHORUS
Never let em see you sweat
Yeah there’s a spray for that
Never let em see you cry
It’ll ruin that smokey eye
Never let him take it again
Yeah that’s called revenge
Mama always said how to get shit done
Break his heart with a kiss take the money and run
Fingernails painted getting fingerprints stamped
Lookin’ good in black dodging the blue and red
Livin’ the the lowlife, streakin them highlights
Livin’ the the lowlife, streakin at midnight
It’s bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins
bangs and break ins, floodlights and sequins
A GOOD WOMAN
She might lose her glasses when they’re sitting on her head
She might lose her temper when someone runs a red
She might close her eyes and see another life instead
But she’ll open them and smile and climb back into bed
Just a couple of kids who went for drive
Didn’t know what love was, just what it felt like
Laid down in the parking lot and watched the fireflies
Who knew you were starting the rest of your life
She’ll stop the rain from falling
When you need a little more sun
She’s got a way of calling you out
Before you even know what’s wrong
She’ll always keep an eye out for you
A good woman is hard to lose
A good woman is hard to lose
Damn the nights you spent too long trying to win a game
She was never playing just let you feel that way
Cause you had your pride but she’s a hurricane
Taking what don’t matter and blowing it away
CHORUS
Yeah sometimes she can’t see the fire she’s lit inside of you
So you better hold her close and keep her warm too
Cause she’ll stop the rain from falling
When you need a little more sun
She’s got a way of calling you out
Before you even know what’s wrong
She’ll always keep an eye out for you,
Yeah she’s got your back, through and through
A good woman is hard to lose
DISHES AIN'T DONE
If I was faster than the fastest man
I’d pull my last dollar from the coffee can
Show up bruised and bleeding all over your door
I’d buy you a cold one from the dollar store
But honey can’t you see
When sleep won’t come and the dishes ain’t done
What you got is me
Couldn’t hardly walk for wearing all that gold
That magazine house’d be bought and sold
Phone’d be ringing at quarter to three
Waking up the baby on live TV
But honey can’t you see
When sleep won’t come and the dishes ain’t done
What you got is me
If I was richer than the richest girl
I’da learned how to curtsy, I’da learned how to twirl
Running my fingers through my shiny blonde hair
We take a little walk even the dogs would stare
We’d order all our food from a hotel bed
Cashing in checks we ain’t even read
You’d hold my hand when I get scared to fly
Ain’t no one ever made to be up that high
But honey can’t you see
When sleep won’t come and the dishes ain’t done
What you got is me
Oh you know it’s true
When the dogs ain’t fed the bills ain’t paid
I’m looking at you
Here’s looking at you
KNOWLEDGE IS A GUN
Knowledge is a gun with the barrel bent back
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry bout a thing
Baby’s comin home with her fingernails black
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry bout a thing
Mama won’t survive another asthma attack
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry about a thing
Must be nice to live where it’s so quiet
Must be good to be so high
While we’re in hell down here
Just trying to get through it
Another little bug flyin into the wrong light
Knowledge is a gun with the barrel bent back
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry bout a thing
Daddy’s comin home with his lungs turned black
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry bout a thing
Brother’s just a day from a heart attack
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry about a thing
Can’t sit still with all the static in your head
Nothing is the only thing worse than cheap high
It’s alright down here
Hell is for the morning
Another little bug dyin from the wrong light
Knowledge is a gun with the barrel bent back
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry bout a thing
Nothing good’s coming from the men in black
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry bout a thing
Grinding your teeth until your jaw goes slack
Sit in your chair
Don’t worry about a thing
MONSTERS
She never boarded up the windows
Grandma likes to say
She rode out every storm
Frying chicken just the same
Now Dallas brings the lumber
Puts new holes in the frame
Never fills in the old ones
Texts his mama up in Maine
It’s looking bad again
It’s what the TV people say
Oh the water’s so much warmer now
But it always looks the same
Lapping at the train tracks
Basin thirty miles wide
While the sun slips behind
Like fire in the sky
It’s rainbows in your front yard
And sirens going wild
Oh it’s always been like this
Don’t go soft on us child
And the waters rise
Rolling in the dark
The rain keeping time
Beating like your heart
But you sing anyway
While the banjos they clawhammer their old drinking songs
And the monsters outside
Howl along
Trina worries from New York
About her brother and their friends
Still sitting in magnolias
Listening to the wind
She found a place in Buffalo
Big wide rooms to sleep them all
Half of what she pays in Brooklyn
Between the highway and the mall
But her grandma and her brother
Oh they’re stubborn as they come
They say go get on the subway
Go and have a little fun
And forget about the troubles
That the Bayou sings alone
You made it far north enough
You don’t need to come back home
And the waters rise
Rolling in the dark
The rain keeping time
Beating like your heart
But you sing anyway
While the banjos they clawhammer their old drinking songs
And the monsters outside
Howl along
WILDFIRE
I can feel gravity pulling you in
Stronger than a rip tide, wilder than sin
Now I sit in our home watching you burn
Your skin is on fire and it’s all for her
I can’t believe that we’ve found ourselves here
Now my arms your prison
And I wanna lock you in
I know that’s just how it goes
Love’s a shapeshifter I suppose
Ooooh
I should just let you go
I’ll light a candle for us both
You glow for me baby
But you’re a wildfire for her
It took awhile to smoke out our bluffs
She’s just a friend and I’m strong enough
I thought these winds could never reach us
But it’s one strike of lightning and it all goes up
CHORUS
I’ve loved you more than I ever could know
I saw the flames lick right up to our door
Meaning I’m just a fool who wants to stay warm
Any way
While my world burns around me
And I don’t complain
I’m goin insane
I know that’s just how it goes
Love’s a shapeshifter I suppose
Ooooh
I should just let you go
I’ll light a candle for us both
You glow for me baby
But you’re a wildfire for her
THE LINE
Voices in the dark
Writing on the wall
Been a hard few years
Think I’ve seen it all
Roughing up the dirt
Shooting lead at the sky
Been a long time
Since I aimed that high
Whoa been messin around
Tryin to tear the curtains down
Rich people be leaving their big windows bare
You can watch them having dinner
You can watch them say a prayer
Oh Lord, thank you for your time
And blessed are we who skipped the line
Rolled a lot of dice
Took it as a loss
Spent a long few years
Learning what it cost
Now I lay me down
Another sleepless night
While they bet upstairs
On the endless fight
Whoa been messin around
Tryin to tear the whole thing down
Rich people leave you watching them go
You can watch them take off
From the farmland below
Oh Lord, please give us some of your time
For tired are we who are waiting in line
THE BIG ONE
Well it ain’t looking good
The rivers are dry
And the bathtub is filled up with ice
The sky is on fire
The cities are drowned
But we still got a few Bud Lights
Say we didn’t see it comin
But that ain’t quite true
We thought this is how it might end
Took our cash out the bank
Bought some fireworks and cheese trays
Called up a few of our friends
If this is the big one
Let’s have a good time
Pour you some whiskey
Drink up that good wine
When it’s all gone to hell
It’s the end of the line
We’ll sing ourselves out
Goodbye
We’ll sing ourselves out
Goodbye
If you still got some demons
In the corners of your mind
Make peace with them now
Then turn off the lights
Settle those scores
Cause they don’t matter now
And keep the good ones around
If this is the big one
Let’s have a good time
Pour you some whiskey
And that sweet Costco wine
When it’s all gone to hell
It’s the end of the line
We’ll sing ourselves out
Goodbye
We’ll sing ourselves out
Goodbye
Well, we had us a good time
Had us a good time
We had us a good time, goodbye
Well, we had us a good time
Had us a good time
We had us a good time, goodnight