Chevy Express - Deer Tick

Chevy express, no children conceived

The beer cans rattle around

The tags are old, the engine’s cold

I’m idle in a neighboring town

Highway work, no progress made

The state’s just taking their time

Something’s wrong, the bridge is strong

They’re bagging money all the while

He got the trade, he got the money

And the honey to apologize

He got the skin but I got it thick

And the tricks for compromise

Crazy kids, their money in pits

And a selfish sense of bitch

We know them, we hate them

I could have sworn they was digging the ditch

But that kid was cute, that kid ate fruit

Then the kid was found in a blanket

Clues ain’t there, the cops were square

It must have been an immigrant

She got the trade, she got the money

And the honey to apologize

She got the skin but I got it thick

And the tricks for a compromise

Credit cards, email alerts

Water’s cold, walls are mold

But we got a little co-op farm

Drugs and terror, which one’s better

Mother nature’s waging a war

I’ll take the rap, I’ll buy the gas

Give the money to the Indian boy

I got the trade, I got the money

And the honey to apologize

I got the skin, he got it thick

And the tricks for a compromise

I got the trade, I got the money

And the honey to apologize

I got the skin, he got it thick

And the tricks for a compromise