Upchurch - Alcoholic Shrink lyrics
[Upchurch - Alcoholic Shrink lyrics]
There's a cave in the valley
With a spirit inside (A spirit inside)
And when you take a look his way
All you see is red eyes
(You see is red eyes)
He never emerges just forever stares
(Forever stares)
Into the souls of the passin’
Through the prairie down there
(The prairie down there)
It's not all picket fences
It's not all smiles and waves
The preacher preaches on Sunday
But what happens on Saturdays?
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
The television makes you wanna drink
So thank God for makin’ me
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
There's a man at the dead-end
Tryna kill me even more
He's got my body's toxic love sittin' in
The top of his dresser drawer
I have the mind to take these
Last dollars to my name
Run my truck into his house and some more
And then I'll take that poison and
Feed it to the river
The front man kills the sheep no more
It's not all picket fences
It's not all smiles and waves
The preacher preaches on Sunday
But what happens on Saturdays?
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
The television makes you wanna drink
So thank God for makin’ me
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
Take me to jail, throw me in a cell
For burnin’ crack dealers' houses
All the way down
Take me to jail, throw me in a cell
For burnin’ crack dealers' houses
All the way down
It's not all picket fences (No, no)
It's not all smiles and waves
(No, no, no, no, no)
The preacher preaches on Sunday
But what happens on Saturdays? (Whoa)
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
The television makes you wanna drink
(Ah yeah) so thank God for makin’ me
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
I said I thank God for makin'
Me my own alcoholic shrink
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
With a spirit inside (A spirit inside)
And when you take a look his way
All you see is red eyes
(You see is red eyes)
He never emerges just forever stares
(Forever stares)
Into the souls of the passin’
Through the prairie down there
(The prairie down there)
It's not all picket fences
It's not all smiles and waves
The preacher preaches on Sunday
But what happens on Saturdays?
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
The television makes you wanna drink
So thank God for makin’ me
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
There's a man at the dead-end
Tryna kill me even more
He's got my body's toxic love sittin' in
The top of his dresser drawer
I have the mind to take these
Last dollars to my name
Run my truck into his house and some more
And then I'll take that poison and
Feed it to the river
The front man kills the sheep no more
It's not all picket fences
It's not all smiles and waves
The preacher preaches on Sunday
But what happens on Saturdays?
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
The television makes you wanna drink
So thank God for makin’ me
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
Take me to jail, throw me in a cell
For burnin’ crack dealers' houses
All the way down
Take me to jail, throw me in a cell
For burnin’ crack dealers' houses
All the way down
It's not all picket fences (No, no)
It's not all smiles and waves
(No, no, no, no, no)
The preacher preaches on Sunday
But what happens on Saturdays? (Whoa)
Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
The television makes you wanna drink
(Ah yeah) so thank God for makin’ me
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)
I said I thank God for makin'
Me my own alcoholic shrink
My own alcoholic shrink (Uh)