Lyrics Chevy Express - Deer Tick

Chevy Express

Chevy express, no children conceived
The beer cans rattle around
The tags are old, the engine’s cold
I’m idle in a neighboring town
Highway work, no progress made
The state’s just taking their time
Something’s wrong, the bridge is strong
They’re bagging money all the while
He got the trade, he got the money
And the honey to apologize
He got the skin but I got it thick
And the tricks for compromise
Crazy kids, their money in pits
And a selfish sense of bitch
We know them, we hate them
I could have sworn they was digging the ditch
But that kid was cute, that kid ate fruit
Then the kid was found in a blanket
Clues ain’t there, the cops were square
It must have been an immigrant
She got the trade, she got the money
And the honey to apologize
She got the skin but I got it thick
And the tricks for a compromise
Credit cards, email alerts
Water’s cold, walls are mold
But we got a little co-op farm
Drugs and terror, which one’s better
Mother nature’s waging a war
I’ll take the rap, I’ll buy the gas
Give the money to the Indian boy
I got the trade, I got the money
And the honey to apologize
I got the skin, he got it thick
And the tricks for a compromise
I got the trade, I got the money
And the honey to apologize
I got the skin, he got it thick
And the tricks for a compromise