You won't ever hear me sing a lovesong Cuz lovesongs suck And you won't ever hear me sing no song about blue skies or brown eyes Unless I'm real fucked up And don't expect me to sit here and sing about happily ever after That ain't ever how it really goes I mean hell the closest thing I even have to a lovesong It's the one where I kill them both
Cuz we're all going to die alone You cant sing to a pile of bones There ain't no such thing as love So we might as well have some fun And the bedrooms always warmer than the grave
... This here highway that's my home Most folks I know these days they all live in houses I live in a John Deere motor home And yes its true ladies tonight I'm leaving And I ain't looking back So if your single and willing And you catch what I'm saying Meet me in the Cadillac limo its parked out back
Cuz we're all going to die alone You cant sing to a pile of bones There aint no such thing as love So we might as well have some fun And the bedroom is always warmer than the grave