Buck 65 - Wicked And Weird lyrics
[Buck 65 - Wicked And Weird lyrics]
He's got a smile on his
Face and big shiny eyes
Up at a decent hour, never ate yet
Got a little Johnny Cash in the ol' tape deck
Nothing in the trunk but some baseball gloves
A pair of jumper cables and
A set of golf clubs
Blanket on the back seat
We're in rough shape
Sunroof held on with a bit of duct tape
Looking for a gas station, better make a list
Fill'er up with regular
I need to take a piss
Sexy girl air freshener
Snacks and that pinwheel top up the fluids
Clean the bugs off the windshield
Not a care in the world, not a how and a why
No destination, not a cloud in the sky
Back on the road not a moment too soon
Dish ran away with some other spoon
Wicked and weird
I'm a road hog with an old dog
Singing slow songs, tryin'a hold on
Wicked and weird, I'm a rat fish
Tryin'a practice doin' back flips
On your mattress
Hole in the muffler, ghosts on the shoulder
Cough drops
Loose change in the beverage holder
To roll down the window
You gotta use a wrench
Been thinking about brushing up on my French
Right there in the glove box
If you should look
You'll find 40 parking tickets and a
Copy of the Good Book
Don't bother looking, you'll never find me
I'm starting from scratch and
Leaving trouble behind me
Wicked and weird
I'm a road hog with an old dog
Singing slow songs, tryin'a hold on
Wicked and weird, I'm a rat fish
Tryin'a practice doin' back flips
On your mattress
Wicked, wicked, wicked and weird
Christ Almighty
There's a rattle in the wheel well
Dog fell asleep and man, I don't feel well
But all I need's a half decent breakfast
And I'll be back at it, dirty and reckless
Five o'clock shadow, lips like mudflaps
Hands like eagle's talons, eyes like hub caps
The further I get, I keep goin' faster
Whispers in the wind and cows in the pasture
I have no plans and nothin' to prove either
I eat out of a bag and
Sleep in a movie theatre
The highway's a story teller
I just write it down already been beaten
There's no way to fight it now
I just kick back and keep
Warm on the cold days
And laugh cause it ain't like it
Was in the old days
I figure when I make it to the Heavenly gates
They'll be working on my
Car and playing '78's
Wicked and weird
I'm a road hog with an old dog
Singing slow songs, tryin'a hold on
Wicked and weird, I'm a rat fish
Tryin'a practice doin' back flips
On your mattress