The Brig

Four gallons left in an El Camino
Eight minutes ahead of the bastards
Fifteen, maybe sixteen miles to go
Can this thing go any faster
When I was twenty three
I never dreamt that I would make it to forty two
Whatever the case may be
I guess we both got nothing left to lose

I ain't nothing but a good for nothing son of a bitch
But I think I'd be good with you
We could go anywhere and I don't really care where it is
As long as I go there with you

Is this the beginning or is this the end
Or are we both just strangers in a very strange land
What's the cost of living to be so lost
Well I'd pray to a god but I heard that he took the rest of the day off

I ain't nothing but a good for nothing son of a bitch
But I think I'd be good with you
We could go anywhere and I don't really care where it is
As long as I go there with you

Live together or we die alone
The lie was that there's something waiting for us back at home
Through the smoke as we take our last breath
The whole truth is that this place is death

I wasn't nothing but a good for nothing son of a bitch
But I would have been good with you
We could be anywhere I wouldn't really care where it is
As long as I was there with you

I ain't nothing but a good for nothing son of a bitch
But I think I'd be good with you



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Mcleod, Evan Mathews
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