Mama's wine drunk on the couch again
She's coming home late, after double shifts
Daddy stays cheatin', and the money stays gone
She can't seem to hold on to neither too long
My sister's too young to understand
That hard work could make me an honest man
Red eyes crying in the living room
Over blue collar wages, keeping bills past due
And that preacher on the TV
He keeps pointed to the room
And he's screamin', needin' Jesus
Man, the end is coming soon
But soon enough, we all call the bluff
And go back to bleedin'
My brother came home to an opium fix
From some made up war, by your president
We stripped the walls bare in his old room
When we lost him last year to drug abuse
Maybe I'm too old to understand
That all this could make me a better man
These bitter songs, you could stop and stare
They're all mine, but no one fuckin' cares
And that preacher on the TV
He keeps pointed to the room
And he's screamin', needin' Jesus
Man, the end is coming soon
But soon enough, we all call the bluff
And go back to leavin'
Mama's wine drunk on the couch again
She's coming home late, after double shifts
My daddy stays cheatin', and the money stays gone
She can't seem to hold on to neither too long
