brown fox
WRITTEN BY: Jak Locke
VERSIONS:
Brother Sisyphus (2004)
LYRICS
Baptized in axle grease with the soul of a maniac
I could feel your sawed-off smile baby, can you fit it in the back
Been down at the bottom, lord the devil knows that I took some licks
Gray leather decked out in the front seat of a drop top '56
Seven priests are calling they all want me to fill a seat
Eight undertakers waiting ready with formaldehyde and a sheet
Outlaw rickshaw mover I take my turns at 89
Grind all five gears boys come on, the limit's just a sign
I'm living it fast out here, you think you're enough of a fix
Light fifteen candles for your loverman baby and I'll blow out all the wicks
If you're not pushing what I want to hear then I'll catch you down the line
Don't you know there ain't nothing to nothing momma
Don't you know that that's just fine