Oh, I'm gone, drunk myself from a king to a pawn; If I don't slow down and seek within, soon won't have a pot to piss in. I've got to learn to love my higher self,
The American Blues -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I got a bad case of the American Blues it's a weird place and that ain't news
I got a bad case of the American Blues it's a weird place and that ain't news Political hustlers on TV talking about Christ Military's in Iraq pulling off an oil heist,
In me, confusion hath made his masterpiece, muddling divine reason with egotistic treason, sometime causing all true life to cease at others incensing me to wall-defying passion
(dedicated to Sutton the Red and my brother Chris, out on probation) I grew up here amid the trailers outside this backward Oregon town; Ever since I was two
