Peanut `93 — текст песни (Ass Ponys)

Peanut rides his bike around
The drive-in in the daytime
Bagging trash and hanging up
The speakers on their poles
When he finds a bottle
He imagines women drinking from it
What it looked like, how it sounded
Trickling down their throats
Peanut has a brother, lost his father
Hardly sees his mother
Once a month he visits
At her trailer near the lake
Sometimes when it`s not too humid
Chances are you`ll catch him spearing
Shiners in the spill-way
With a nail on a stick
Peanut knows a guy
His name is Mike, he`s not too bright
He says he`ll suck you for a cigarette
Down underneath the bridge
This very thought disgusts him
I don`t see how you could trust him.
He says, If I get my pecker sucked,
It sure won`t be by him.
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