I tell tales tall as cliffs
You've got a lisp
Kid, those things are hard to miss
Like my cripple cough
All your weekends lost by the lake
Where you said I needn't be afraid
Of all those devils on the wall
That make a fella small
When he's feelin' brave
They take his wine away
There were posters on the wall
I swear my mother saw
That I'd been up all night, up all night
And you came well-equipped
With a gun on your hip
And some poison on your lips
But when we wake up in our makeup
We'll be clean
And we won't have nowhere to be
Oh, but I can't talk to you
The way I've wanted to
I've been tellin' lies
But I'll tell you the truth
Oh, I can't talk to you
The way I've wanted to
I've been tellin' lies
But I'll tell you the truth
Darling, I'm tired
And I should be leaving, leaving
You know I'm tired
And I should be leaving, leaving tonight
Darling, I'm tired
And I should be leaving, leaving
You know I'm tired
And I should be leaving
And you'll hang like the rest
We'll leave a noose on the attorney's desk
And take to the streets
Chant like an army
And doctor up this disease