Who Needs This Life

So you found I was behind that baby
bound him and your old lady,
so you put her down to sleep,
in the back of her old chevy pickup,
blood stains, and rum and makeup,
all wrapped up in a sheet

Well you drink a beer,
and grab a shove,
I'm tryin to find your keys,
and you make a trip
through these albums,
for your ...

Try to make yourself forget the things you chant,
before it all got ugly,
Before she started to spread her legs for another man,
Drinking wiskey in your Trailer,
blue light is getting bailer,
a bottle, bandage, a half a sandwich, noon

Its Time to drink a beer
and grab a shove,
I'm tryin to find your keys,
when you make a trip
through these albums,
for your ...

well It's a simple thing
and no it doesn't matter
a bullet in his brain
and you can watch it splatter (Echo: splatter)
you think its over,
but in truth is that it's just about to start
its not the brain, its a matter of the heart

oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-yea-h-h-h

where and when you see it splatter,
i found it doesn't mattter
you close your eyes, you hold your breathe
and in the end, it doesn't matter (Echo: matter, matter, matter)


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    General CommentGreat song, but the lyrics are a little off. Here are the correct lyrics to Splatter:

    Who needs this life?
    So you found out what's behind that maybe
    Bout him and your old lady
    So you put her down to sleep
    In the back of your old Chevy pick-up
    Bloodstains and runny makeup
    All wrapped up in a sheet
    Well you drink a beer And grab a shovel
    And try to find your keys
    Then you make a trip in brooding silence
    From Garland to Mesquite
    You try to make yourself forget the things that you had shared
    Before it all got ugly
    Before she started spreading her legs for another man
    Drinking whiskey in your trailer
    Blue eyes are getting paler
    A bottle bandage a half a sandwich and then it's time to
    Drink a beer And grab a shovel
    And try to find your keys
    Then you make a trip in brooding silence
    From Garland to Mesquite
    Well it's a simple thing you know it doesn't matter
    A bullet in his brain and you can watch it splatter
    You think it's over but in truth it's just about to start
    It's not the brain It's a matter of the heart
    And when you see it splatter You'll find it doesn't matter
    You close your eyes you hold your breath and in the end
    It doesn't really matter
    elleleeon August 12, 2007   Link
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    General Commentthat hes lonely
    dwaon September 29, 2007   Link

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