Hide nor Hair

Well, listen up, I got my brows lifted

I got my ears drifting, fingers running everywhere

And everywhere that I go, and everywhere that I don't

I'm slipping on the floor, I'm going overdrive

Oh, the first six months were the worst six months

For the last six months, I've been kinda high

I don't believe that you hear me

I don't believe that you hear anything

Well, I can holler loud through the goddamn crowd

Make my father proud, among other things

And I can self-entertain, I can curse your name

I can break things like guitar strings

And I got hide nor hair

Tell your friends not to stare

The hell with this, I got your photograph, I got me two six packs

A shotgun with its sinkers on, I'll hang you out to dry

Put one in each eye ain't like me to lie, I'm going overdrive

We'll raise the stakes on our drinking games

Every time you break, you'll have some hell to pay

I don't believe that you hear me

I don't believe that you can hear anything

I can holler loud through the goddamn crowd

Make my father proud among other things

And I can self-entertain, I can curse your name

I can break things like guitar strings

And I got hide nor hair

Tell your friends not to stare

I can holler loud through the goddamn crowd

Make my father proud among other things

And I can self-entertain, I can curse your name

I can break things like guitar strings

And I got hide nor hair

Tell your friends not to stare

And I got hide nor hair

Tell your friends not to stare