Todd Clouser: Music

You put your money out
Say lets ride into the wasted sun
Make some desert love
Sweat until you’re good as gone

Wo oh oh oh
You got a dirty mouth

What you talk about
Spit the words all over my face
Standing on a cloud
Waiting to fall with the rain

You’re running centuries and ending up behind yourself
You’re too big for every town, you talk such a pretty game

After all that you’ve done, it’s a miracle
It’s a miracle you’re still alive

I’d like to take you out
But the devil can’t teach a man to pray
Don’t you read the news
Or are you too big to dance that way

You drive, the windows down, singing to yourself looking cheap
Your eyes are wearing thin, kid go put yourself to sleep

What you ask to leave behind
Is the only thing you really take
What you ask to be in time
Time is only busy taking you away