Lyrics Sturgill Simpson

Sturgill Simpson

A Good Look

The Star of David don't belong to David at all

He borrowed it from Peter just so he could pay off Paul

Peter copyrighted the Star and now he owns the claim

But a star is still a star by any other name

Well, now everybody's worried 'bout a good look

But they need to be worried 'bout a good hook

Instead of skippin' straight to the last page

In that ol' rationalization book

I write my poems in the dirt with an oily rag

I have to wear a gas mask just so I don't gag

I got a SOCOM Scout and 20 extra mags

And a couple severed heads in my bug-out bag

Well, everybody's worried 'bout a good look

But they need to be worried 'bout a good hook

Instead of skipping straight to the last page

In that ol' rationalization book

Why you gettin' pissed 'cause you're gettin' discovered?

Are you talking all this shit just to get on the cover?

Well then, how're you gonna eat when you're bitin' the hand?

Well, you know they don't like it when you take a stand

So enjoy it while you can

And say hi to all the boys in the band

'Cause it's all over now

Just a flash in the pan

Well, now everybody's worried 'bout a good look

But they need to be worried 'bout a good hook

Instead of skipping straight to the last page

In that ol' rationalization book