The Bull

My red hands, yeah they might mean one thing
But your fingers ain't too clean themselves
Go on draw a card that you can't play
Then lose your place sitting on the top shelf

Oh my, you think your so damn high
But just wait until you're kicked back by the mule
You can say a name and point the blame
But we all know it's just shit coming out the bull

Yeah

Warm whiskey got you stumbling over coattails
Tellin' lies like you just got caught
Laugh it off, just another man knocked down
As long as he thinks it ain't your fault

Oh my, you think your so damn high
But just wait until you're kicked back by the mule
You can say a name and point the blame
But we all know it's just shit coming out the bull

Yeah, out of the bull

I've lived a long life in these short years,
And I've told a fib a time or two,
But a man ain't nothin when he's sittin' high on a tower of lies and nothin to prove

Oh my, you think your so damn high
But just wait until you're kicked back by the mule
You can say a name and point the blame
But we all know it's just shit coming out the bull

Yeah

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