Tales Facing Up

	作曲 : Cooley, Drive-By Truckers ...
	Me and my brother's old lady went out and got stinking,
	she solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks.
	She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking
	and banging the babysitter every time she turned her back. I
	We opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint
	and drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains.
	Every so often she'd lapse into narcotic rambling.
	Moon and mascara. I've always been a holy terror.
	Temptations lurking every where. If your mind's in the gutter, Beware!
	You'll find me there.
	Me and a friend were talking after the funeral.
	She said it should have been me but I'm still around and I been so wild,
	I'm surprised I made it to the seventh grade, and all my dead friends have settled down.
	My eyes were puffy and she asked if I'd been crying.
	I said 'tears are for *******es' but who was I kidding.
	So we stopped at the bar and drank them dry. Beer and tequila.
	I've always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days.
	And I found a dime in the gutter today. Tails facing up. Still ***** up. Still ***** up.
	A funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking.
	music by Drive-by Truckers (Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff)
	©1998 Soul Dump Music

	zuò qǔ : Cooley, DriveBy Truckers ...
	Me and my brother' s old lady went out and got stinking,
	she solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks.
	She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking
	and banging the babysitter every time she turned her back. I
	We opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ole joint
	and drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon listening to the crickets and trains.
	Every so often she' d lapse into narcotic rambling.
	Moon and mascara. I' ve always been a holy terror.
	Temptations lurking every where. If your mind' s in the gutter, Beware!
	You' ll find me there.
	Me and a friend were talking after the funeral.
	She said it should have been me but I' m still around and I been so wild,
	I' m surprised I made it to the seventh grade, and all my dead friends have settled down.
	My eyes were puffy and she asked if I' d been crying.
	I said ' tears are for es' but who was I kidding.
	So we stopped at the bar and drank them dry. Beer and tequila.
	I' ve always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days.
	And I found a dime in the gutter today. Tails facing up. Still up. Still up.
	A funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking.
	music by Driveby Truckers Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff
	1998 Soul Dump Music