Dillinger Four Folk Song Lyrics

Folk Song Lyrics

It's like picking up the pieces is a daily chore 



Thinking of your time card forms a habit 



Watching rick folks on T.V.'s like picking a sore 



Fuck it all, they can have it 



And now I'm loaded like a gun again 



Like a plague of locusts heaven sent 



Just a ball of dissension with a death perception 



I won't sweat the definition of content 







They said "better safe than sorry" and "look out for #1"




I heard "only play the cards your shown" 



Fuck what they say 



It doesn't matter anyway 



Only in your grave are you alone 







Like grown men staring with little boy's eyes 



And actresses speaking with conviction 



These people should demand a pulitzer prize 



For various works of fiction 







"Judge a book by it's cover" 



And "keep one eye on your back" 



I heard "only play the cards your shown" 



I say fuck what they say 



It doesn't matter anyway 



Only in your grave are you alone 







So many people with so much to show 



Rotting away in their own little holes 



One can only wonder why 



I'll celebrate my home 



But know that I'm not alone 



Only fools are "along for the ride" 



In think of the size Of the world that's right outside 



Please don't waste it trying to hide