Widespread Panic - The Poorhouse Of Positive Thinking lyrics

I pinch my pennies in a mason jar Stashin' all my thoughts for the rainy days See them come and watch them go Redneck drunks and southern belles So pick a card, any card These jokers got no hearts and ten men on the make Bring them in and take them out Another lost soul on Music Row Waiting for that sacred midnight ride Alcohol: sleeping all day forget your dream Stand in line all night for a watered-down drink It's a hard, hard religion, channels souls astray Gonna hold on for dear life Yes, alcohol, a good thing you don't get paid to think And gotta hold, Alcatraz doesn't seem so bad Birdman on the rocks your time's a waste Tide rolls in and jutters out All washed up, a swollen corpse Waiting for that sacred midnight ride In fantasies break your own rules Insanity is all I see around the room High Sierra station Inn An 8 piece family bluegra** band Waiting for that sacred midnight ride Alcohol: sleeping all day forget your dream Stand in line all night for a watered-down drink Yes, alcohol, a good thing you don't get paid to think You gotta hold on for dear life So just sit back down and dwell on things No one cares about I gotta hold,