Say something awful, as if $#&@ing the world is your
right.
And I watch you stumble, drunk out into the night.

To cat call ladies, you're thirsty for blood, you're
pickin a fight.
And i wanted to ask you man whatta you do, in the

daylight.

So bum me a cigarette, buy me a beer till i'm happy to be

here, happy to be here.
With all of my family hookers in heels and the men who
watch them like hungry black eels.


Run into me sunday tell me you had one hell of a time.
And through the haze and the gunsmoke i'm forced to

believe you're probably right.
Someone lies bleeding, someone got violent and did not
think twice.

And i watched you my brother making a fool of the moon
tonight.


So bum me a cigarette, buy me a beer till i'm happy to be
here, happy to be here.
With all of my family hookers in heels and the men who

watch them like hungry black eels.

Am i just a spark?