Give me a reason not to lash out,
Because I don't see much reason now.
I want to banish frauds,slay unruly sods.
Since false idol gods have nothing figured out.
Nothing at all.
Hey!
So you've got a tale to tell.
Hey!
Well about something real?
Feel free and stifle some one.
Go on and belittle someone as well.
Oh but fucker yeah you'll get yours.
So fill up your pockets, and watch them swell.
Hey!
You could be no one
Hey!
An inconsiderate bastard son.
Hey!
Kiss your smile goodbey
Hey!
Kiss it all goodbye.
Writer(s): Rodney Crowell, Guy Clark
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