Lyrics Made Up English Oceans - Drive-By Truckers

Made Up English Oceans

Six-by-nine and counting down, in one after the other
They’ll go running up and down the road, angry as their mothers
Over senseless acts of selfishness on made up English oceans
And made up English stomach contents tied to senseless notions
Once you grab them by the pride, their hearts are bound to follow
Their natural fear of anything less manly or less natural
Then gun-less sheriffs caught on lonesome roads and live to tell it
How hard it is for meaner men without the lead to sell it
Cause only simple men can see the logic in whatever
Smarter men can whittle down till you can fit it on a sticker
Get it stuck like mud and bugs to names that set the standard
They’ll live it like it’s gospel, and they’ll quote it like it’s scripture
Six-by-nine and counting down, in one after the other
They’ll go running up and down the road, angry as their mothers
Over senseless acts of selfishness on made up English oceans
And made up English stomach contents tied to senseless notions
It’s no matter if they dress real nice, and sit up straight and stupid
And say their prayers in quiet ancient tongues
They’re no different that the ones who close their eyes and fall down to the
ground
And twitch like all their nerves have come undone
So be it if they come to find out feeling good’s as easy
As denying that there’s day or night at all
Till what it takes to feel a thing seems so far out of reach
They just claw their skin, and grind their teeth and bawl