The Bull

My red hands, yeah they might mean one thing But your fingers ain't too clean themselves Go on draw a card that you can't play Then lose your place sitting on the top shelf Oh my, you think your so damn high But just wait until you're kicked back by the mule You can say a name and point the blame But we all know it's just shit coming out the bull Yeah Warm whiskey got you stumbling over coattails Tellin' lies like you just got caught Laugh it off, just another man knocked down As long as he thinks it ain't your fault Oh my, you think your so damn high But just wait until you're kicked back by the mule You can say a name and point the blame But we all know it's just shit coming out the bull Yeah, out of the bull I've lived a long life in these short years, And I've told a fib a time or two, But a man ain't nothin when he's sittin' high on a tower of lies and nothin to prove Oh my, you think your so damn high But just wait until you're kicked back by the mule You can say a name and point the blame But we all know it's just shit coming out the bull Yeah Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh, yeah Ooh Ooh, yeah Ooh Ooh