Hole in the Sky

Monday mornin' ain't habit formin,'

It's more like a low grade tornado warnin'.

My head is hurtin,' ain't hardly workin,'

Just another lesson I'm gettin' tired of learnin'.

Just say the word and I'll walk off this world,

Through that hole in the sky.

It don't matter when, I don't have to pretend,

That I need two wings to fly.

There ain't no way I'll waste another minute wonderin' why,

Just say the word and I'll walk off this world,

Through that hole in the sky.

Neon radar son crank that guitar,

Run it red hot like a rented race car.

Low class dance hall,

Tequila fastball.

Chasin' somethin' on the other end of last call.

Just say the word and I'll walk off this world,

Through that hole in the sky.

It don't matter when, I don't have to pretend,

That I need two wings to fly.

There ain't no way I'll waste another minute wonderin' why,

Just say the word and I'll walk off this world,

Through that hole in the sky.