Sunspot Stopwatch - Pete Droge

With your sunspot stopwatch

Renegade savior stances

You say you take your chances

Or else you break your branches

As you climb to that top shelf

Tuna melt buckle up your seat belt

Rickie Lee Jones and everything you think you own

Is fool’s gold and ancient fossil stones

You got more than you need

But you need a lot more than some do

Look at your cigarette burn through

The things you can’t undo

If you try, well, that’s tough luck King Tut

Daffy Duck never got old babe

They’ll bury you with gold, yeah

Is that enough to hold you for today

I got to hand it to you, why do you do what you do

It’s times like this, I’m glad that I ain’t you

You think you got the devil on retreat

But he’s back up on his feet and he’s looking for you

With your monkey wrench you dig a trench

Don’t you see the lights they’re shining

Shut up and quit your whining

Four star restaurants dining in the shade

Then your mini skirt’ll hit the dirt

And baby you’ll be crying and bleeding

You’ll bite the hand that’s feeding

And then you’re back there pleading for your soul

I got to hand it to you, why do you do what you do

It’s times like this I’m glad I ain’t you

You think you got the devil on retreat

But he’s back up on his feet and he’s looking for you