Lyrics

Solo stop at the bottle shop, I knocked the Captain Morgan down
They charged my card, you could hear it bounce
And I don't care if it's the new year, I don't want anyone else around
I see the signs, I count it down
And I would have to kiss your dad if it's gonna stop his holy-roller mouth
I die when you don't protect yourself
Pray the sky would open up like a zipper
Pray the state would just let it all go
You could burn all the dashcam pictures
You could toss your little lizard out the window
I never thought of all the beaches in Texas
Guess I always knew it bordered the sea
Talking better to myself when I'm naked
I take a little picture for me
A disco ball in the dining hall, all the animals amble out
All the talking heads, all the rodeo clowns
But you find the sun to loosen up my monkey-in-a-barrel arms
To free apart any interlocking parts
And I bathe in the light and I soak it up
And you squeeze me like a sponge
You wash the rocks I wash up on
I never thought of all the beaches in Texas
There is magic in the shape of the tea leaves
Am I worthy of all of the hatred?
Never thought of all the churches in Vegas
There is soothing in divine superveillance
Anytime you leave your shoes at a Play Place
It never hurts to have a friend in Jesus
Talking better to myself when I'm naked
Pray the sky would open up like a zipper
You could float out of time with the sea
It can hurt to have a friend in Jesus
I just want my MTV
Written by: Austin David Mathis
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