Mastodon, Gibby Haynes - Atlanta lyrics

"There are those who were born to be winners
And then there are these guys"

Black sheep, part of the
Sun, dirty A breathin', havin' fun
Block motor, on his side, fucking cut
You gonna ride

Another pretty, in a cage, Northside Drive
Gorgeous day
Dirty shoes, at the spot, watch me do it
Time to shout

Why you bring it out
My brother? Just trying to get me right
I don't need no fucking drama
God damn, god damn, in a fight
Why'd you get me undercover? Why'd you
Get me in your sights?
You don't like me, mother fucker
Think it's so funny, have my knife
Black sheep, part of the sun, dope sick
20 to run (You're living all over)
Fates, clamps, look at the stars, 38 under
New to the yard (You're living all over)

Feats, shots, lots of fun, two in the face
What are the odds? (You're living all over)

Why'd you bring it out
My brother? I'm just trying to get me right
I don't need no fucking drama
God damn, god damn, in a fight
Why'd you get me undercover? Why'd you
Get me in your sights?
You don't like me, mother fucker
Think it's so funny, have my knife

"yeah, 911? This white fella just
Got shot he's going
To Ralph David Abernathy and Robert E lee
He's lyin' in the middle of the street and
He's bleedin' like a son of a bitch!"

EMT let's count to thirty CPR await
Your verdict die or with
A candy pattern license plate with
People saying Mardi raffle
Flying saucer lava lamp and count
Your losses side a breach
I'll count the way and lead
It through a mutilator

Comin' out of a faster on
A standing corner grateful junkies
Razor blades and rolling papers Santa
Claus and friendly rapists
Basketball and acid dropping all the
Type of Bible dropping
Free to district in the
Center ecstasy on Erowid

"You don't
You don't hear any songbirds around
Here they're so beautiful, bound up
Motionless it's like they're in
A god damn dream ha ha ha ha ha ha haha"