Paint This House

I'm gonna paint this house from the inside out
I can't think of a better day
No base coat or primer, she's a one-timer
It's my mark and it's gonna stay
If the landlord hates he can just repaint it
Wash my intentions away
But I'll paint this house from the inside out
Ain't no better time than today

Oh I might not be alright
No I might not be alright
Said I might, not be alright
No I might not be alright

I'm gonna scrub the floor from the door to door
Make it shine till I see my mug
All these fumes I'm breathin' go me seein'
Just how far into the grave I am dug
I just won't be soiled my best plans unfoiled
I've got a mop and a sponge and a broom
All the progress I make, its just one big mistake
Cause there's dust pilin' in the other room

Oh I might not be alright
No I might not be alright
Said I might, not be alright
No I might not be alright

You can't call this work it just makes me hurt
And that ain't a livin' wage
For thirty-nine hours, you scream and scour
And my contracts just an empty page
You won't insure me for all my loyalty
I've learned not to ask for relief
My girl's got the flu and what can I do
Cause the doctor can't get paid on my grief

And she might not be alright
No she might not be alright
Said she might, not be alright
No she might not be alright

Don't cha put me to bed for the thoughts in my head
I ain't a youngin, I'm well past my youth
As I babble and spit if you sift through it
You may find yourself a grain of the truth
Don't cha try to shush me don't you dare unhook me
Till I've blathered through my philosophy
If you're a sweet potato or an alligator
Well, you might just alright with me

But I might not be alright
No I might not be alright
Said I might, not be alright
No I might not be alright



Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Pickering
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