Doublewide Blues - Live

Doublewide Blues
 I got the Blues
 Doublewide
 V neck t-shirt with a mustard stain
 Rollin' up a hose, outside in the rain
 He's been my neighbor since 'bout seventy-nine
 'Course he was in prison most of that time
 Ever since then he just ain't been right
 His old lady works days and they fight most night
 Laid off and blown off, pissed off on booze
 Doublewide Blues
 Metallica song, blasting from three trailers down
 It's them cut off t-shirt and numbchuck kids comin' around
 Tonight they'll get drunk, try to get laid
 End up in a fight, out behind some arcade
 You know one a them little shits, broke my window last spring
 I told his Mama and she didn't do anything
 She works two jobs, the boy runs loose
 Doublewide Blues
 Doublewide Blues
 I got the Blues
 Doublewide
 My buddy Jimmy, his trailers cool
 He got him a deck, with one of them, blue plastic pools
 He works in construction, builds speck homes
 His woman left him now, so, now he's down there, alone
 My friend Anita, she loves him, he don't know
 He's too busy chasing my neighbors wife Flo
 Soap opera Heaven, without all the clues
 Doublewide Blues
 Doublewide Blues
 I got the Blues
 Doublewide
 Wild Bill, the manager, he keeps to himself
 The war took his smile, like 'em pills took his health
 He is too old to run around with the Klan anymore
 Still got a Confiderate flag hangin up outside his door
 I sit here watchin' all this nothin' go on
 I don't get out much since O Jay's been on
 Sometimes it's nice havin' nothin' to lose
 Sometimes Doublewide Blues
 Doublewide Blues
 I got the Blues
 Doublewide
 Doublewide Blues
 I got the Blues
 Doublewide
 Take me home, boys, think I'm drunk