Countrysick Blues

I'm a squawkin'. I'm a walkin'.
I'm a balkin'. I'm a talkin'.
Rooster's crowin'. I'm a knowin'
it ain't good the way it's goin'.

I'm real tired.
Caught my foot on barbed wire.
Might have to go to trial
in a little while.

Too many genres
with drama in common.
No time to throw a fit
but everybody else is.

They're givin' me a bunch of shit.
Hell no I don't like it.
I tell you what, it's made me sick.
Tryin' to get past it.

I'm over this. I'm over you.
I'm over you. I'm over you too.
Cock a doodle, cock a doodle,
cock a doodle do.

Y'all all think you're different.
Know what? You're wishin'.
Son of a bitchin'.
You'd be better off listenin'.

Don't come on to my kitchen.
Better believe this one.
Son of a gun it ain't no fun.
I probably should be on the run.

Too many someone's
keep tellin' me I'm one.
Everything's a problem.
Makes it hard to solve 'em.

I'm so tired my mind's stuck.
I've really had enough.
But I've come to know too much
'bout  this and that and such and such.

I'm over this and that. I'm over you.
I'm over you. I'm over you too.
Cock a doodle, cock a doodle,
cock a doodle do.

Let's cut to the chase.
I tried not to tempt fate;
it tempted me. It's too late.
Guess that's how it operates.

The Devil don't hesitate
or give you a rebate
and Heaven, it don't wait
when you open up a Hellgate.

I'm over this. I'm over you.
I'm over you. I'm over you too.
Cock a doodle, cock a doodle,
cock a doodle do.