The Lyrics to My Unreleased Country Album

Album Title:

"My Saint Is a Patriot"



Tracklisting:

1.) Explosion of Lonely
2.) Hypnotic
3.) My Greatest
4.) Do What You Gotta Do
5.) Heavy Country Love
6.) Dancing On the Face of Christ
7.) I Just Can't Wait (To Get Away From You)
8.) Mothersong
9.) [Untitled]

Deluxe Digipak Edition [bonus tracks] (Released 7/17/14)

10.) The Best Sunday of My Life (Not Spent in Church)
11.) She's Ridin' (In Another Man's Truck)


Full lyrics:

1. Explosion of Lonely

Why can't I remember what we used to be
We used to share our soda
And now it's over, now it's over

Remember what we used to be
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
You can hear me through the canyons
You can hear me over the canons
Of this explosion
of the lonely
That me and you
Have become



2.) Hypnotic

I'm Hypnotic to You, Ma Dear
You Will Do As I Say
I'm Hypnotic to You, Ma Dear
Because You Recognize the Power of Dreams
I'm Hypnotic to You, Ma Dear
You Will Do As I Say
I'm Hypnotic to You, Ma Dear
Because You Recognize the Power of Dreams
I'm Hypnotic to You, Ma Dear
Because you want something in Which to Believe
And I Am That Thing
And I Am That Thing
Succumb, Succumb



3.) My Greatest

You are my Je-sus
You are my Sun-shine
You are my
Grea-test-thing.that-ever.happened-to-me

[Repeats, getting louder]



4.) You Do What You Gotta Do

You do what you gotta do
You do what you gotta do
You do what you gotta, do what you gotta
Do what you gotta do

You do what you gotta do
You do what you gotta do
You do what you gotta, do what you oughta
Do what you gotta do

[Repeat 20x]



5.) Heavy Country Love

Heavy Country Love
Put my Hands in Earth
Our Love is Pure
Work Me to the Bones

I'm Planting Corn
Until I Am Bloody
I'm Hammering Away
To Make That Money

Heavy Country Love
My Boots in Dirt
Our Lord is Love
We Live in Work

I'm Planting Wheat
My Knees Are Weak
To Build My Home
I Work to the Bone

My Home,
My Honor,
My Country & Dignity
My Church,
My Flashlight,
My Grasp of History

This One's for Columbus
This One's for the Heartland
This One's for Dairy
This One's for the Lousiana Purchase
This One's for Working
This One's for My Overalls

This One's for the Women
This One's for the Hoes They Carry
This One's for the Children
And the Torches That They Carry
This One's for My Overall Liberty
This One's for My Overall Freedom

This One's for Shoes
This One's for Running
This One's for Republicans
Still in the Running
This One's for the Flag
These Colors Don't Run



6.) Dancing on the Face of Christ

Dancing on the face of Christ
Dancing on the face of Christ



7.) I Just Can't Wait (To Get Away From You)

[Country rhythm]

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From you

Because that's
When I
I'll be coming back
To You

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You

Because that's as soon
As I
Will begin to long
For You

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You

Because that's when I
I will get to cry
For You

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You

Because that's when I
I will begin to long
For You

Because that's when my
Little heart
Will grow fond
For You

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You

Because that's when I
Get to long
For You

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You

Because that's when I
Get to fly
On down home
For You

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You

Because that's when
I and You
Can begin to date
Anew

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You

Because that's when I
Can talk about rape
With You

And cancer and AIDS
And all the wrong things
With You

And I
I just can't wait
To get away
From You



8.) Mothersong

Mothersong, mothersong
She was right, She was wrong
But above all
She was mom



9.) [Untitled]

(911 seconds of silence in honor of 9/11)



Deluxe Digipack edition
[bonus tracks]

10. The Best Sunday of My Life (Not Spent in Church)

Powerman 5000 on the radio, oh
I took her to Bass Pro
We looked at the large fishes
Went to Sam's Club and sampled some fancy dishes

Our hands met on the stickshift
My motor was definitely in full swing
You could feel the tension in the engine
As she reached to rise the heat

We stayed in the park's parking lot
When we could've went outside
Our windows tinted up with fog
This is what it's like when world's collide

That was the chorus on the radio
The day I deflowered my boss's daughter
I was still on the clock, paid by the hour
There was enough bush to consider it yardwork

I don't mean to be uncouth
I'm just trying to relay to you
The beautiful days of summer '99
The innocence of youth

It was the best Sunday of my life
The best Sun-day of My Life
I swear it was the best Sun-Day of my li-ife
...Not spent at church

Dad always said don't kiss and tell
Don't go speaking your monkey business
Keep your cards close to your heart
Like a flask of whiskey

Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, whiskey

It was the best Sunday of my life
The best Sunday of my life
I swear it was the best Sun-Day of my life
Not spent at church



11.) She's Ridin' (In Another Man's Truck)

I'm down and out
Low on luck
High on fumes
Low on gas

Bout to get my gas can out
I'm about to pass pass out

Riding in my Toyota Hilux
I'm in quite a rut
I'm riding my ride
With no one passenger side

Like no 4-wheel drive
My hind legs are stuck
It's like I've gone off road
My hearts run amok

My heart was once coal
But she turned it into oil
Then just as
But then, what's this, now what

My gal's ridin'...
In Another Man's Truck

She's ridin'...
In Another Man's Truck

My heart is the engine
She kept me revving
Like a muffler whistling
She was my pistons

Speaking of which
I'm exhaust-ast-ed
I'm blowing smoke
I'm to-ox-ic

Sometimes I'm dead inside
Like a car battery
Sometimes I see the silver lining
Like my chromed arteries

My heart used to pump blood
Now it pumps mud
And I'm left in the dust
Of a dirt called love

Cause my girl's ridin'...
In Another Man's Truck

Oh no, she's ridin'
In Another Man's Truck

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