Street Smarts (Tales From a Drunken Savant)

You come to me Talkin with conviction Tryna hide addiction from yourself Get too drunk Start rambling bout religion And books that never left your shelf Marry Magdalen Was dancing in the rain (You said) Then that crazy Jesus come She couldn't get that boy To wear her ball and chain (Instead he's) Actin like God's favorite son You ain't ever even heard the song your singing boy But there somethin in your voice that ringing true Stumbling through the streets in brand new thrift store corduroys There's more to life than stick and poke tattoos Ishmael was dreaming Way too big for Boston so he Had to take his life out on the sea He had his morals But I guess he must have lost them out there Tryna hunt another mans beast You ain't ever even heard the song your singing boy But there somethin in your voice that ringing true Stumbling through the streets in brand new thrift store corduroys There's more to life than stick and poke tattoos Old chuck Kane Woulda had half a brain To give all that money away You know that fame Never worth the pain that comes with it You can't take it with you they say You ain't ever even heard the song your singing boy But there somethin in your voice that ringing true Stumbling through the streets in brand new thrift store corduroys There's more to life than stick and poke tattoos There's more to life than stick and poke tattoos