Footshooter

Well, the booze in my blood runs fast and loud and my brain shouts down to my mouth say whatever i think say it at him and when the dam bursts open and you're drowned out, boy better go outside, sit in your boat and wait 'til you get washed away hold onto your thumbs tighten your eyelids, uh-uh, uhuh lock up your ears, my dear, i'm verbal when i am loaded duck under that desk, cover your neck, uh-uh uh-uuuh thicken your skin as i begin to shoot myself in the foot again and as the body succumbs and my mouth goes numb i limp out to the sound of the breaking of broken toes a vandal spoke and in the stark and the sobering dry sunlight i will blink my eyes and hope the blink can erase all the **** that i said and did hold onto your thumbs tighten your eyelids, uh-uh, uhuh lock up your ears, my dear, i'm verbal when i am loaded duck under that desk, cover your neck, uh-uh uh-uuuh thicken your skin as i begin to shoot myself in the foot again and if i shoot at you, you should shoot at me, too and we can drown in pools of the thick dark words we threw and as my face turns white i apologize i am sorry it's not your fault its mine hold onto your thumbs tighten your eyelids, uh-uh, uhuh lock up your ears, my dear, i'm verbal when i am loaded duck under that desk, cover your neck, uh-uh uh-uuuh thicken your skin as i begin to shoot myself in the foot again