I'm a Greyhound Bus ridin' man I'm just a loner in this land I'm the kinda guy you don't get close to I'm the guy momma warned you about Liquor slicked
Kissing flames, kissing flames Hot, going down kissing flames, kissing flames You say that I'm is...isn...insane Kissing flames, kissing flames Hot,
Ridin' in our van down this damn highway Playin' sleazy bars we see along the way It's a whiskey drinkin' night Probably get me in a fight Another honky
Sitting in this room Dark and gloom Four walls look to me To be held Sitting in this room Sucks so bad I might as well Be off in jail Everybody outside
I don't remember yesterday I don't think about tomorrow Right now This time is all we've got So steal it Take me Death is around every corner So today
I do what I have to - to survive And I will not tolerate Let's kill Do what you got to do They're after us all We must overcome and do anything to become
The people who lived on the side of the tracks Live with harassment with the man on their ass Not enough money for the hungry and poor They're being
When I die put that bottle in my hand All these years on earth, it was my only friend When you dig a hole and gonna bury me Put that bottle of Jim Beam
Oh little Jesus wants to be a man He wants to be a man Oh little Jesus has to use his hand He has to use his hand Oh little Jesus is looking for your
