golgotha - Glassjaw

I’m not a betting man

If I was I’d have my money on the mule

I’m not a betting man

If I was I’d have my money on the mule

From my lips to your ringing ears

Cut the screen and open wide

As you bask in the sun

You never complain

No

You just pass the plate around

I’m not a betting man

If I was I’d have my money on the mule

I’m not a betting man

If I was I’d have my money on the mule

Bad taste

Panting like a dog

Fucked before the gettin’s real good

From my lips

To your ringing ears

Better buy it a drink

And pass the plate around

I’m not a betting man

If I was I’d have my money on the mule

I’m not a betting man

If I was I’d have my money on the mule

I’m not a betting man

If I was I’d have my money on the mule