"Tacos And Tornadoes" lyrics
Koe Wetzel & The Konvicts Lyrics
"Tacos And Tornadoes"
Well, I see them rattlesnakes, but they don't make a sound
It's like I can't get away, it's like I'm tied to the ground
And we watch that skunk find his way over here
And we'll set his ass on fire, watch him grab another gear, eh, eh
Somebody tell me where to find my way back home
'Cause I could swear that it was two turns ago
Why does that tree keep talking to me?
I gotta use this rusty chainsaw, gotta build a ship for sea
And we could sail around for hours
Gettin' drunk off that Jack shine
Singin', eh
We will not forget forever
Makin' plans and make it right
Singin', eh
Lord, forgive me
My head's still hurtin' and I'm sittin' on a cloud
That ash keeps fallin' from this cigarette I found
And I learned my lesson and I learned not to drink
The smooth electric water from that East Texas sink
We could drive around for hours
Gettin' drunk off that Jack shine
Singin', eh
We will not forget forever
Makin' plans and make it right
Singin', eh
Lord, forgive me
'Cause we could drive around for hours
Gettin' drunk off that Jack shine
Singin', eh
We will not forget forever
Makin' plans and make it right
Singin', eh
'Cause we could drive around for hours
Gettin' drunk off Keystone Light
Singin', eh
We will not forget forever
Makin' plans and make it right
Singin', eh
Lord, forgive me
Oh, Lord, forgive me
Writer(s): Koe Wetzel
- AZLyrics
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- Koe Wetzel Lyrics
album:
"Out On Parole" (2015)
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