What Is Obvious To the Eye
You’re one of them people that think they’re real cool
But man, I have seen a lot of fools just like you
I’ve seen people get killed for nothing in this town
And people die without ever having lived
Every time I look into your pretty lying face
Your eyes hit me like a twenty pound hammer
I’ve got red socks and sharp suspenders
A motorcycle and a couple of shotguns for fun
Let’s take a dance baby on your heated seat
We’ll wear Santa caps and sip cold vodka water
We both know that Mickey Mouse’s hands tell lies
Let's play with our eight grade pickled frog brains
Let the police dogs sniff for explosives
While we drink coffee and eat chocolate cheesecake
Let us genuflect before baked ham and bloodshot eyes
Let the mortgage rates drop and the foreclosures climb
Come on baby, straddle my motorcycle seat
Let’s blow this place, while the reporters print
What is obvious to the eye
Copyright © Gary Jones | Year Posted 2007
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