Plant a Garden

Mother took off on a cruise

Called my buddy and we bought some booze

Flipped the couch

We paid the toll

Digging for diamonds with a shovel made of coal

I am lying on the ground

I am sick in my own home

You can give a man a conscience

Just don't make him live alone

Brother, keep your kids in line

Wear a watch so you will know the time

I cannot stress this point enough:

Plant a garden for when the going gets rough

I have captured bits of knowledge that the idiots have thrown

I have learned to keep my distance

I do my business on the phone

Son, let's put the past aside

Every man must bum his own ride

God knows I've lost my place in line

I'm still here

I gotta try to get mine

I am passed out at the station

I am drunk with stupid rage

I see bold procrastination

Every time I turn the page

I have ridden tired horses through the streets of my own shame

I would kill my brother's mistress for a sliver of his fame