The Great American T-Shirt Racket

(álbum: Lowcountry - 2010)

Oh

I'll be catching stones
It's nothing biblical
'Cause I'd never tell you I'm a man of God and leave you with
An out of focus poem
But all the kids know
'Cause they've been coddled in the cradle of a barely broken home
Are you happy now?
You draw a big crowd
Car wreck without a sound and arms like attic doors
Open up
Yeah I'd like to join you
You can talk to God and I'll just watch
Oh, and I'll just watch...
Oh oh and he said

"My scars
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my
My scars, yeah
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my..."

So

When you cash a cheque, do you let it bleed?
Let it breathe, brand it like cattle wearing your marquee
Everyone can see. You made an emblem
Out of "the broken" "the kind of broken" the "I wish I was broken"
Other day, found a boy with a long face
Said "Sir, I swear, I swear I'm okay..."
Don't need to wish upon the stars
Now I have a t-shirt, to go with my scars
Go with my scars

Oh, my scars
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my
My scars, yeah
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my scars

Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Oh, you draw a big crowd!

You count your money in the dead of the night oh oh
You've got your very own heaven sent Jesus Christ
Christ, what's the hell that make me?
Parasite, parasite. Write it anywhere that you'd like

My scars
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my
My scars, yeah
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my
My scars, my scars
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my
My scars
Now I have a t-shirt to go with my
Scars
To go with my
Scars