Best opening lyric

We got married in a fever
Hotter than a pepper sprout
We been talking’ ‘bout Jackson
Ever since the fire went out

 

Wake Up Everybody No More Sleepin In Bed
No More Backward Thinkin Time For Thinkin Ahead

 

Teenage angst has paid off well, now I'm bored and old.
Self-appointed judges judge, more than they have sold.

 

In 1984 I was hospitalized for approaching perfection

 

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul



A long, long time ago
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile

 

She's got legs, she knows how to use them

 

Like most babies smell like butter
His smell smelled like no other
He was born scentless and senseless
He was born a scentless apprentice

 

Mom got drunk and dad got drunk
At our Christmas party
We were drinking champagne punch and
Homemade eggnog

Little sister brought her new boyfriend
He was a Mexican
We didn’t know what to think of him
Till he sang Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad

 

Can you hear them?
They talk about us
Telling lies
Well, that's no surprise

 

As I walk through this wicked world
Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity


My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln."


The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or, so I've read.

 

“One of these days, I’m going to cut you into little pieces.”

 

As you brush your shoes, stand before the mirror
And you comb your hair, grab your coat and hat
And you walk the streets trying to remember
All the wild nights breezes in your memory ever