The Sensitive Nachos - Sculptor's Cut! lyrics

Daily Thursday shutout past the richey leaves Asked my boy Frankie if he could save a spot just for me Next thing I know drops were falling on my Braves cap Ran in the mud Just me and a cold Coughing up my lunch Damn smoking habit's getting old Eyes grow clear And I see Frankie with two beers Willie in the background Handed me a beer and said cheers We heard some bustle Crash sang sew Peeked in the closet Billy was dead on the floor We picked him up And put him in a chair Saw Billy smile Frankie said "No wonder why I'm losing my hair" I love it when Billy tests me Reminds me of our lives Drinking beers in the heat Billy stood up His grin faded away "That'll actually be me one day and you can cry and you can call, but the ambulance won't help at all. Just put on some Johnny Cash and put a beer in my hand and make me laugh." We finished up our beers It was getting late Had to get up early I'll be mowing my lawn at 8 We went our separate ways On Chickdale and Smark Forgot my lighter And the street was real dark I hear a scream And I look around I see Billy Face-first dead on the ground And a car driving away I started running away Ran to the music store where the record players laid I grabbed some Cash And walked right out the door Clerk was too used to me robbing the store Then I ran to my place Grabbed three beers And I ran back to Billy Still laying dead on the ground Found a way to turn on Cash And put a beer in his cold hand Then I opened mine and started singing along I knew right then This time he was gone Then I heard some singing and looked at Billy There he was breathing Singing along with me He took a sip And we laid laughing in the street