Southwest Song

Good-, good people sometimes think bad things Good people dream bad things, don't you? Good people (good people) even (even) do bad things Once in a while, we do Factory smoke and choke in pain 'Cause Delray funk is in my brain So I break the law, but I'm not to blame You only know my place, you don't know my name Well, I grip the fence and bend the steel And I steal a car and I grip the wheel And I park the car, then I steal it again 'Cause I really don't know what's happening I wait for night to fall, and then I walk outside And then I run back in, 'cause I don't wanna die You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain And I pray to God to help and justify Look over me 'cause my brain is fried And I don't have a name, I don't have a home I just lay alone on my bed of stone You see, death awaits me on my narrow path And when I stop to think, I can only laugh Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long To see everybody singing that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (come on now) Everybody singin' that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (it's alright) Everybody singin' that Southwest song Some say I'm real, and some say I'm fake But I really don't care, 'cause it's all too late You see, my mind is weak, and I'm losing breath As I crawl along, I can feel the death Everywhere I go I bring with me pride And then I pay the carny and I take a ride But see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me death So I try it again with what pride is left If we have to go then you can take me fast You see, I started under, and I'm sinking fast And when the joker's card is missing from your deck Then you know the rope has finally caught my neck Eh, yo, don't look, now that there we go again It's me and the grim reaper, best of friends He's always hanging 'round waiting for me to die We shot a game of pool, he's not a bad guy I feel him in the corner of a circled room At about thirteen in the afternoon And then I see the strain as I walk along I notice everybody singing that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (watch out now) Everybody singin' that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (come on) Everybody singin' that Southwest song What does seem bad to you? I'm angry, I'm angry What does seem bad to you? I'm angry, I'm angry (Everybody singing that Southwest song) If my time has come, then I'm ready to go Shoot me in the face with your forty-four And when I'm falling down to my sorry death I'll laugh with my very last breath (ha ha ha!) Lose some, win some, it's how it goes I've been down and out, I took many blows And there's nothing here I ain't seen before I'm just a jugglin' juggla, jugglin' more You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down You wanna start a family and your own a home I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone You see the forks up, see the forks down But I'm a wicked clown, so don't fuck around 'Cause my brain is gone, and it's on its way Of exploding, so get off me, dog! Well, I could be right and I could be wrong And if I ain't dead now then it won't be long But it does not matter what set you on Tonight, everybody sings that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (watch out now) Everybody singin' that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (it's wicked) Everybody singin' that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (will you be long?) (Oh-ooh) Everybody singin' that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (go on now) (oh-ooh) Everybody singin' that Southwest song Oh-ooh, wee-oh (come on, yeah) Everybody singin' that Southwest song What does seem bad to you? Is hitting other kids? "Daddy, daddy! Look, it's a clown! A clown! Make him do something funny, daddy, please? "Okay, God damn it, hey, Bozo! Come here and do something funny for the boy!" "Ha, okay" "Hurry it up, man, we gotta be someplace" "I'm not a very funny clown, but I'll try, hey, little boy" "Hi!" "How ya doin'?" "I'm fine!" "Well that's just swell, little fella, hey, I got a riddle for you" "Okay! Okay!" "What looks like a ball?" "Oh yeah?" "It's shaped like a ball" "Uh-huh, yeah?" "It's round like a ball" "Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah?" "But doesn't bounce like a ball?" "I don't know, what?" "Your daddy's nugget!" "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Wicked!"