Tales Facing Up
Album(s): Pizza Deliverance, Pizza Deliverance (rerelease),Sung by: Patterson Hood
Written by: Patterson Hood
Me and my brother's old lady went out and got stinking.
She solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks.
She said I reminded her of him before he started drinking
and banging the babysitter every time she turned her back.
We opened up the sunroof and smoked a big ol' joint
and drank a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon, listening to the crickets and trains.
Every so often she'd lapse into narcotic ramblings.
Moon and mascara.
I've always been a holy terror.
Temptations lurking everywhere.
If your mind's in the gutter, beware!
You'll find me there.
Me and a friend were talking after the funeral.
She said it should have been me but I'm still around.
And I been so wild, I'm surprised I made it to the seventh grade,
when all my dead friends have settled down.
My eyes were puffy and she asked if I'd been crying.
I said "Tears are for pussies," but who was I kidding?
So we stopped at the bar and drank them dry.
Beer and tequila.
I've always been a thrill seeker,
but thrills are a dime a dozen these days.
And I found a dime in the gutter today.
Tails facing up.
Still fucking up.
Still fucking up.
A funny thing happened on my way to a strange way of thinking.