oh dear, the derrick has overflowed
while the worst of this town is cloned behind a shed
i cannot wish for anything
but a tattoo for each regret until im spent (chorus)
i wouldn't say that shes like her mother
i couldn't tell if she loved her father
you aren't mine now
you wouldn't say that shes like her mother
you couldn't tell if she loved her father
you aren't mine now the man in charge of the dirty words
has a horse that he keeps in stirrups
so he can make his bread
and now the legend has come alive
on the tip of my cigarette
they're just lies (bridge)
and all i can say is sorry
but i know it means sh**