That we must take or there is no tomorrow [CHORUS] Signs, written on the sky Telling all but lies For me it's do or die...die Signs, in the dead of night
right on in Make yourself right at home, I said no, no, no thank you man With a 12 pack of cans and I?ll be good to go And the sign said? (repeat
on in Make yourself right at home, I said no, no, no thank you man With a 12 pack of cans and I'll be good to go And the sign said Chorus Chorus
Yeah, so you might see me wit' uh, 87, rusty I been on that but uh, you need ta get on that Holler at cha mang Still throwin' beer cans in the gutter
velours, call the boys with the Lucci wore? 84's from Atlantic City Gucci store Linoleum break dancing, Rust-Oleum cans I put the writing on the wall signed
I walk on decrepit bricks and kick sticks and rusty soda cans Simply for lack of better stimulation Motivation comes and goes like gas station patrons
's sayin? I hate him cause he's great He's on all the billboard and the highway Face is on soup cans and milk crates Restaurants with movie theaters
corn from a roadside stall I'm the language of the natives, I'm a cadence and a drawl I'm the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade Where the boys have left their beer cans
on the beltway the cars are waiting in lines Stars are blocked out by the shine of the signs You might want to say ?It?s a sign of the times? But darlin
now walking the plains West wind blowing in waist high weed A-sideways of the rain A bloodhound spent Can't get no trail Ain't no sign of man Wanna get
corn from a roadside stall I'm the language of the natives, I'm a cadence and a drawl I'm the pines behind the graveyard and the cool beneath their shade Where the boys have left their beer cans
leave a note, lock the Doors and windows Pack the truck, here's to luck Here?s to how the wind blows Now lose the map and compass Now read the signs
niggaz astonished when i spit when im pissed i let it flow i can afford me a bentley without having to forge a signature or getting a nigga to co sign
a place I like to go Cherry bombs and cherry wine Just past the Texaco Down on the county line Beer cans and cemeteries Spanish moss on the welcome sign
ll feel more at ease here, and you won't have to roam. "We'll take out the dining room table, and put a bar along that wall. "And a neon sign, to point
pair of old wool socks on his hands The bank sign was flashin' five below It was freezin' rain and spittin' snow He was curled up behind some garbage cans
's a sight I'd love to see A few of them look like they need a shower But they're holding signs saying "I love Cledus T." If it wasn't for them I'd be
