Milk Man - Rare Americans

Sometimes I drive and ignore the signs

Without a seconds thought

I’m not an asshole, but don’t care about getting caught

My friend the lawyer pads his time

I think the man behind the man has got his hands

In both your pockets laughing

Grinding, like the milkman

(Laughing)

Pull the strings, the people dance

On a leash like sheep herd, cash advance

Put enough in your pocket, your life’s a loan

Till you can’t get straight, deep red, full blown

You got no one to turn to

And people you owe

You’re a dope, head shakin', battered, broke

Life is tough man

We go on with the show

This life is tough man

And everybody knows

I call it as I see it

I’m straight as shooters go (Go!)

I might indulge a little

In this life you never know (Know!)

I call it as I see it

I’m straight as shooters go (Go!)

I might indulge a little

I SAID «FUCK IT» LONG AGO!

What is your play at the end of the day?

(Should I know?)

Will you stay down or will you find a way?

(I'll find a way)

What is your play at the end of the day?

(I think I know)

Will you stay down or will you find a way?

I’ll find a way (Way, way, way)

I’ll find a way

I call it as I see it

I’m straight as shooters go

Why not indulge a little

In this life you never know?

I call it as I see it

I’m straight as shooters go

Why not indulge a little?

I SAID «FUCK IT» LONG AGO!

I SAID «FUCK IT, LET IT GO!»