The Band Of Heathens - L.A. County Blues lyrics

I was never one for compromise I couldn't fit at school Gonzo by the seventh grade I played them all the fool I couldn't find shoes my size, had to walk ten miles Blisters on the backs of my soul and an illegal smile Chorus: We're burning down Las Vegas Town, had to sleep by noon Drank my money on a red roulette that's a ride you can't refuse Five hours down with a sunrise frown, lightning in your shoes It's one foot in the ether with the LA County blues They got me on accessory Thirty days in jail One headlight in a Louisville night Without a chance at bail But I'll be home by derby time So please save me a seat Mint Juleps on the outfield gra** The old south tastes so sweet [Chorus] Well you can call me Mr. Raoul Duke I'll know what you mean Blinded by a quart of rum And a dose of mescaline The Mint 400 didn't slow me down I kinda like the speed The failure of our generation For a couple bags of weed. [Chorus]