Jewels and Bullets

Every word they sling you

Hits like your folks have never been kind

And the jewels on your apron

Could use some calamine

Ugly girls and pit-faced boys

All hunch and join in the lineGot the shoe that you lived in

And the towel that you dried in

And there's a drink you can drown in

So choose a blanket to die inSpill a drink on his front and salsa on the plans

For a mall and high rise

'Cause there's only so much of string

That patrons can pull and unwindYou're the shoe that they lived in

And you're the towel that they dried in

And there's a drink you can drown in

They got the blanket you'll die in