best johnny cash song...
I couldn't hear you for the TV, I didn't know you said goodbye
I saw your cancelled check for the airfare, didn't know flyin' got too high
Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
I've run out of clean utensils, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
I heard the crows outside my window, guess it's me they're talkin' about
The fire you lit has burnt to cinders, every good things fizzled out
Beans for beakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Wish you'd come back and wash the dishes, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
Caught a cold with the window open, crow droppings o my window sill
Probably got histoplasmosis, got no gun or I would kill them crows
Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Plastic forks are a dime a dozen I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
Finally made it to the mailbox, felt so bad I thought I'd die
All I got was a bill from my doctor, well I guess flyin' ain't so high
Bean for breakfat once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Blue tick mattress cold and greasy, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
The house burned down from the fire that I built, in your closet by mistake
After I took all them pills, but I got out safe in my duck head overalls
Beans for breakfast once again, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man...
anyways....night sucked...oh well whats new?..ill add more to this tommorow....six feet under rerun is on...
::the tommorow update::
well my plans to get out of this place seem to be falling through, 80 bucks in my pocket (half canadaian) i guess it wasnt much of a plan....oh well my buddys coming down so, well buy a bottle of jack and paint the town red! or pink and doo doo brown...purple perhaps?...this town doesnt deserve any good colors... so yeah fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.............i feel like seeing a good band live...im tired of all these gay bar cover bands...( not gay bar cover bands but GAY Cover bands at bars....just to clear things up..)
I couldn't hear you for the TV, I didn't know you said goodbye
I saw your cancelled check for the airfare, didn't know flyin' got too high
Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
I've run out of clean utensils, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
I heard the crows outside my window, guess it's me they're talkin' about
The fire you lit has burnt to cinders, every good things fizzled out
Beans for beakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Wish you'd come back and wash the dishes, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
Caught a cold with the window open, crow droppings o my window sill
Probably got histoplasmosis, got no gun or I would kill them crows
Beans for breakfast once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Plastic forks are a dime a dozen I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
Finally made it to the mailbox, felt so bad I thought I'd die
All I got was a bill from my doctor, well I guess flyin' ain't so high
Bean for breakfat once again, hard to eat 'em from the can.
Blue tick mattress cold and greasy, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man
The house burned down from the fire that I built, in your closet by mistake
After I took all them pills, but I got out safe in my duck head overalls
Beans for breakfast once again, I'm a hungry nasty lonesome man...
anyways....night sucked...oh well whats new?..ill add more to this tommorow....six feet under rerun is on...
::the tommorow update::
well my plans to get out of this place seem to be falling through, 80 bucks in my pocket (half canadaian) i guess it wasnt much of a plan....oh well my buddys coming down so, well buy a bottle of jack and paint the town red! or pink and doo doo brown...purple perhaps?...this town doesnt deserve any good colors... so yeah fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.............i feel like seeing a good band live...im tired of all these gay bar cover bands...( not gay bar cover bands but GAY Cover bands at bars....just to clear things up..)
Staches!!!!