Dugout

Heel to foot I’m dragging the luck out

Passed day one of stuck in the dugout

Head pained scenes

A warning from mother

Took one drink to brew up

Another day wasted

It’s like its vacation

And I promised the pen not to do it again

But this town makes it too easy

On call ten to go pick my car up

Evidence from I’m downs and run ups

Sparkled sheets wipe shine off our faces

Glasses on to shade out

Another day wasted

It'd be fine vacation

But I promised the pen not to do it again

Oh this town makes it too easy

Another day wasted

Another day wasted

Another day wasted

And I promised the pen not to do it again

This town makes it too easy