Well, something about my hometown people
Kentucky, yeah, gone
Are you gonna eat that or are
You just gonna let it go to waste?
We don't like that kind 'round here
Are you gonna get up or just sit there all day?
It takes money to buy that beer
You gotta have beer
Well, living on fried baloney
And playing alimony how I hate this town
Where cold eyes are like lightning
Dumb words are like thunder, I feel stone cold down
Should I even get up or should I just jerk off all day?
You should see the mess I made
Trying to find a girl who enjoys a doomed fate
I said, listen
Feeling like a loser
Before the game even stars, how I hate this town
Where cold eyes are like lightning
Dumb eyes are like thunder, I feel stone cold down
Feel like the buzzards
That been following me that are coming 'round
Where cold eyes are like lightning
Dumb eyes are like thunder, I feel stone cold down
Stone cold down, stone cold down, stone cold down
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