Motor Ready - Alabama Thunderpussy

Hold your laughter, soon right after

The facts are brought to our attention

Barely notice what you know best

Which is almost nothing

Why is there always a reason?

Or something you’re your whining about

I’ve heard the same old story

It’s growing extremely boring

See right through your innocence

Nice disguise the excuses

Could have been better, not terrible

For the first try

Quarts of turmoil dripping quickly

Out of the leaking mouth of yours

Skidding tires, fumes inspire no

Caution flags to prevent the danger

Why is there always a reason?

Or something you’re your whining about

I’ve heard the same old story

It’s growing extremely boring

See right through your innocence

Nice disguise the excuses

Could have been better, not terrible

For the first try

I’ll make it easy if that’s what you want

Just hit the highway

When I need you I’ll phone

Don’t bother sending any letters to ask

If tempers have cooled since the night you left

I haven’t bothered turning the porch light on

I think it’s quite clear this isn’t your home anymore

Who’s ever closest

I don’t notice

Anyone waiting for your return

You ought to know this

It came from your lips

With the rest of the obvious lies

My reactions are distractions

For pleasing my own sick humor

Short conversations

Complications

You’ve got to watch what you say

This disaster arriving soon

Twisting the truth with each phase of the moon

Is this what the future holds for me?

Now I’ve found a certain type of honesty

No make believe or bullshit from you