I'm looking on another round
Cause this Parkside liquor can't keep voices down
And I'm here on a Thursday arv
Looking on Tuesday don't seem so bad
Two little kids who grew up lovers
Loved each day and liked the others
Then came along another boy
Took that lady from a lover's point
Help me get out
I know what the town is talking about
About the two-man band from black soil sands
Who made a killing from bleeding hands
Moved up to the town of smoke
Laughing and a grinning like it's a joke
Two fallen lovers in a family court
One want loves the other wants divorce
Its plastered all over the news
Wouldn't believe, the town talks of it too
Help me get out
I know what the town is talking about
About the two damned angels went each their way
One on drugs, other died today
Ill drink for that pretty girl
Forever and always my favorite cowgirl
Help me get out
I know what the town is talking about
Help me get out
I know what the town is talking about
