You Can Have the Crown

Well, I been spending all my money on weed n' pills

Trying to write a song that'll pay the bills

But it ain't came yet so I guess I'll have to rob a bank

I guess it could be worse it ain't that bad

At least I ain't sitting in old Baghdad

in the middle of the hot damn desert sitting in a tank

Every time the wife talks a baby gets mentioned

But I'm so broke I can't pay attention

Lord how it tears me up to see her cry

So I been spending all my nights on the internet

looking for a clue but ain't found one yet

just a bunch of Mopars, guitars, & other stuff I can't buy

Well now Lord if you can hear me won't you throw a damn dog a bone

Cause if the Devil shows up with a better deal this old soul's going down

I sing 'em real pretty I sing 'em real sad

All the people in the crowd say he ain't half bad

They call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain but if you want it you can have the crown

Been sitting on my ass like a bump on a log

Watching Andy and ol' Boss Hog

Guess I ought to get up and go find a job

Instead of sitting on the couch trying to find the next line

I'm sure there's gotta be a better use of my time

Like figuring out which one of these banks I'm gonna go rob

Well the name of the game is hurry up and wait

but that ain't putting no food on my plate

or gas in my car and I drive a Bronco

So Lord if I could just get me a record deal

I might not have to worry about my next meal

but I'll still be trying to figure out what the hell rhymes with Bronco