I got a bag full of Johnny Cash pills
God wants to catch me but he knows he never will
I stutter, stammer and I can't stand still
Sloe Gin Fizz and these Johnny Cash pills
I'm riding high for the fourth damn day
What Mama taught me, well I just can't say
I plug the jukebox with "Smokey Mountain Rain"
I line 'em up on the bathroom pane
I got these angels hanging on my back
They tell me how to how to breathe and how to act
They soar from Heaven but I send them back
But if they asked me I'd share my stash
Cause I got a bag full of Johnny Cash pills
God wants to catch me but he knows he never will
I stutter, stammer and I can't stand still
Sloe Gin Fizz and these Johnny Cash pills
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