Lyrics Bucket List Grandmas - John Craigie feat. Jay Cobb Anderson

I slept through the earthquake that leveled this town
I won't sleep through the next one I'm wide awake now
And all the drugs in this world couldn't calm me down
All the girls in this city couldn't turn me around
Except for this one chick, she knows who she is
She got me speaking in tongues every time we kiss
But I ain't ready for her, she ain't ready for me
We'll meet back up when we're old when there ain't nothing left to see

I weep when I'm alone, I smile through the rest
I laugh cause I know the truth, Every light is surrounded by darkness

I stole a bunch of shit from ol' Blaze Foley
He's dead now and I'm all alone
I've been listening to Donovan they're kicking my ass
I've been singing to these hipsters, they ain't singing back
I'd love to tell you all the things I've seen
But the truth is something that you never could believe
And I ain't gonna be there when you die
I'll be holding up the candle to god's bloodshot eyes

Y'all got your groupies they hang and they linger
I've got bucket list grandmas and young male folk singers
They're asking me questions trying to get some gigs
I say, don't be in such a hurry to lose everything
Cause I binged last night and I'm starving today
In this goddamned job there ain't no consistency

If you see my mama don't tell her I'm this skinny
If you see my mama don't tell her bout my fall
If you see my mama maybe the best thing
Is to not tell my mama that you saw me at all
If the cancer don't kill us then the texting will
Trying to dial in a bone driving off some cliff