I know I'm unhappy
I know things aren't right
for instance last week
I got drunk every night
I know that I'm angry
I know I'm afraid
I rarely make love
I mostly get laid
and I know I'm unhealthy
no doctor could doubt
my dreams are all bad
and my hair's falling out
when you get the blues and you want to shoot yourself
in the head
it's allright it's allright go ahead
do the monkey do the pony do the slop do the boogaloo
twist
cut your throat cut your throat cut your wrists
when you tire of worldy toil shuffle off this mortal
coil
turn your body back to soil
it's ok it's ok
when you get hungup hang yourself up by your neck
what the hell what the hell what the heck
stomp on the moon and spit in the ocean
razzamatazz and I love you
holy smokes and land o' Goschen
you can do anything that you want to do
you can sing four songs
you can dance ten dances
eat twelve candies
drink eight beers
break two rules
and take six chances
laugh nine laughs
and shed three tears
eat that watermelon
drink that moonshine
she's the lady and you're the lord
a mail pouch chew will keep you in line
drive all over in her grandaddy's ford
small talk big talk hugs and kisses
strum a little number on the red guitar
if you want to charm the bonnet off your mrs.
go out and catch a firefly stick him in a jar
Ooh! take off her clothes
and throw her in the river
wash her body and stick it in the sun
give that gal everything you can give her
you can give her the bullets
if you can give her the gun