"Hillbilly"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
Kick their heads and they
roll off
Drunken hillbillies groan
and cry
Kick their heads and they
roll off
Drunken hillbillies groan
and cry
18 holes to fill
18 stomachs, raw
Hard, ransacked, butchered
my own life, oh my
And when the wolves go home
And all the breakfast's
gone
I lay where, I don't care
Anyone, anyone
Kick their heads and they
roll off
Drunken hillbillies groan
and cry
'Cause you're no baby
'Cause you're no honey
'Cause you're no party
'Cause you're no baby
'Cause you're no midnight
brawl
'Cause you're no naked sprawl
'Cause you won't take her
there
Take me anywhere
I don't care
You could hitch a ride
You could watch me drive
Let's be opposed to style
When you do (I'm better
off dead)
When you do (I'm better
off dead)
Winter's a lifeline to follow
I have better places to
go
Kick their heads and they
roll off
Drunken hillbillies groan
and cry
Kick their heads and they
roll off
Drunken hillbillies groan
and cry
'Cause you're no baby
'Cause you're no honey
'Cause you're no party
'Cause you're no baby
'Cause you're no midnight
brawl
'Cause you're no naked sprawl
'Cause you won't take her
there
Take me anywhere
I don't care
