Junk (Live)

Right here
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, yeah

I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be
Y'all gonna give your worm to me
I'm gonna be hallucinating for the first time
Scream out stupid shit with You Am I

And I'm leavin' (yeah)

Yeah, I ain't blue yet, I ain't even sick
But this big old bark sounds worse than its stink
Thick like dipsticks and white as a sheet
But for a pile of trash I sure smell sweet

Can in a bag, just 2.35
Nobody looks you straight in the eye
Drop like butter to the floor, just let me lie
Drop like butter, just let me fry (yeah)
Alright

Digging holes like I'm in need of work
I can't sit for a minute just dry my shirt
This city's been fucking with me like a cheap cigarette
Drunk my drinks, cashed my bets

Can in a bag, just 2.35
Nobody looks you straight in the eye
Drop like butter to the floor, just let me lie
Drop like butter, just let me fry (yeah)
Junk

Drop like butter down, just let me lie
Drop like butter, just let me lie, just let me lie

Junk, junk, junk, junk, junk
Junk, junk, junk, junk, junk
Junk, junk, junk, junk, junk

Junk, junk, junk, junk, junk
Junk, junk, junk, junk, junk
Junk, junk, junk, alright

This was good
This was good
Good times, yeah. Good times
Good times, good times, good times