Lyrics

Let's go hang out in a mall, or a morgue A smorgasbord Let's go hang out in a church We'll go find lurch Then we'll haul ass down through the abbey Is it money? Is it fame? What's in a name, shame? Is it money, is it fame Or were they always this lame? It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town It's the rattlesnake I fear In another place, in another time I'd be drivin' trucks my dear Dear, dear Let's go hang out in a bar, it's not too far We'll take my car We'll lay flowers at the grave of Jesco White The sinner's saint The rack is full and so are we Of laughing gas and ennui It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town It's the rattlesnake I fear In another place, in another time I'd be drivin' trucks my dear I'd be skinnin' hunted deer Deer, deer It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town It's the rattlesnake I fear In another place, in another time I'd be drivin' trucks my dear I'd be skinnin' hunted deer Deer, deer, deer
Writer(s): Edward Joel Kowalczyk, Patrick Dahlheimer, Chad David Taylor, Chad Alan Gracey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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