Red Eyes
When I got nowhere to go
I take a trip way down below
Where everyone is someone you know
But you can't remember how
But I listen to them when they speak
I fall down to my wicked knees
There's something else beyond the trees
Where the time is always now
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
Met a feral young Chantus
Likes her beer with V8 juice
She taught me about love and truth
And she got in my lane
She's got a voice to beet the band
Trouble dealt with every hand
Make no mistake, there is no man
Who can keep her soul restrained
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
Just 'cause you got nowhere to be
Doesn't mean nowhere's all you can see
If freedom is all you can get for free
So go tell it up on high
Before water is all you ever known
Go make some river back at home
You might find you aren't so alone
Under the naked sky
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
I take a trip way down below
Where everyone is someone you know
But you can't remember how
But I listen to them when they speak
I fall down to my wicked knees
There's something else beyond the trees
Where the time is always now
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
Met a feral young Chantus
Likes her beer with V8 juice
She taught me about love and truth
And she got in my lane
She's got a voice to beet the band
Trouble dealt with every hand
Make no mistake, there is no man
Who can keep her soul restrained
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
Just 'cause you got nowhere to be
Doesn't mean nowhere's all you can see
If freedom is all you can get for free
So go tell it up on high
Before water is all you ever known
Go make some river back at home
You might find you aren't so alone
Under the naked sky
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
I'm drinking motor oil
And cursing at the setting sun
Hoping I find better soil
Before my day of work is done
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Writer(s): John Miller
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