Beck - Sissyneck lyrics

I don't need no wheels
I don't need no gasoline
'Cause the wind that is blowing is
Blowing like a smoke machine
If I said to you that I was
Looking for a place to get to
'Cause my neck is broken and my
Pants ain't gettin' no bigger

I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life
And some good old boys
I'm writing my will on a three dollar bill
In the evening time

All my friends tell me
Something is gettin' together
I got a beard that would disappear
If I'm dressed in leather
Now let me tell you about my baby
She was born in Arizona
Sittin' in the jailhouse trying to
Learn some good manners

I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life
And some good old boys
I'm writing my will on a three dollar bill
In the evening time

Matchsticks strike when I'm riding my
Bike to the depot
'Cause everybody knows my name
At the recreation center
If I could only find a nickel
I would pay myself off tonight
'Cause nobody knows when the good
Times have passed out cold

I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life
And some good old boys
I'm writing my will on a three dollar bill
In the evening time
I got a stolen wife and a rhinestone life
And some good old boys
I'm writing my will on a three dollar bill
In the evening time

Don't talk to me
If you're looking for somebody to cry on
Don't talk to me
If you're looking for somebody to cry on