Lyric Tip Your Hooker

Enjoy your summer in hell

Nashville
In a coupe deville
I swear we drove
Through an oil spill
And the shacks on the road side
Trade hats for water jugs
Tennessee
In a beat up Dart
Weeds rollin dark
In these parts
And the lines on the road cork
screw like the steeplechase

I don t want
To go to jail
I don t want
To go to jail
I don t want
To go to jail
And say I m poor

Sound the alarm
Inside
Give me some time
To hide
Ring the alarm
Ring the alarm
Sound the alarm
Inside

You re rich you re rich
You re a wealthy mizer
Atop a hill of pennies
Too high to find her
And my love shines
Just like a golden tooth
Chamomile
For nerves of steel
You mass market
Your mass appeal
And the devil riding shotgun
Prays for a summer in hell

I don t want
To go to jail
I don t want
To go to jail
I don t want
To go to jail
And say I m poor

Sound the alarm
Inside
Give me some time
To hide
Ring the alarm
Ring the alarm
Sound the alarm
Inside

Nashville
In a coupe deville
I swear we drove
Through an oil spill
And the shacks on the road side
Trade hats for water jugs

I don t want
To go to jail
I don t want
To go to jail
I don t want
To go to jail
And say I m poor

Sound the alarm
Inside
Give me some time
To hide
Ring the alarm
Ring the alarm
Sound the alarm
Inside

Enjoy your summer in hell.