(Burn One With) John Prine

Get a little drunk, get a little loud
Stupid me and my rebel mouth
Ain't all wrong but I ain't all right
Don't see the world in black and white
Grandma cried when I pierced my nose
I never liked doin' what I was told
Don't judge me and I won't judge you
'Cause I ain't walkin' in your shoes
'Cause I ain't one to knock religion
Though it's always knocking me
Always runnin' with the wrong crowd
Right where I wanna be
I'm not good at being careful
I just say what's on my mind
Like my idea of heaven
Is to burn one with John Prine
Maybe he would sit awhile
And render me an illegal smile
And I bet that he would understand
Just how I feel and who I am
'Cause I ain't one to knock religion
Though it's always knocking me
Always runnin' with the wrong crowd
Right where I wanna be
I'm not good at bein' careful
I just say what's on my mind
Like my idea of heaven
Is to burn one with John Prine
I play my life like truth-or-dare
I'm not all here but I'm all there
And all the colors people paint me
Don't they know they'll never change me?
'Cause I ain't one to knock religion
Though it's always knocking me
Always runnin' with the wrong crowd
Right where I wanna be
I'm not good at bein' careful
I just say what's on my mind
Like my idea of heaven
Is to burn one with John Prine
Yeah, my idea of heaven
Is to burn one with John Prine