I am the Big Shot. You heard me right the first time. Name of bachelor Johnny Cool. Occupation, Big Shot. . Occupation at the moment, just having fun.
She's broken all the super hearts. Of the super heroes of the galaxy. So why does she wanna. Mess around with me? Yeah. . Listen to my story, it's sad but it's true.
You've got a rocket. Inside your bullet head. I've seen you walk it baby. Your knack for greatness. Has never done you wrong. You showed that sweet old lady.
Have you ever heard the sound. Of you head in the ground. And you're afraid to say. And it won't go away?. That's the sound of your brain cracking. That's the sound of your brain cracking.
I can see in your eyes there's been a change. My kiss that thrilled you is just a kiss now it's not quite the same. And the touch of your hand is only casually.
I left you this morning couldn't take it anymore. You laughed and you dared me till walk out the door. You said that I'd come back you knew what I'd do.
I can't think when everyone's talking at the same time. I'm standing outside the walls that you all call, you call your homes. I feel it, it's in my blood but I'll fight it, I'll fight it.
Load bongs, not guns. Load bongs, not guns. Load bongs, not guns. Load bongs, not guns. . If you want to blow sky high. Take another hit, let's fly. .
In the morning, cold gray dawn. Shines through my window on my bedroom walls. Even in the light it's hard to see. Why no woman's sleeping next to me. .
Big Jim got himself a ruckus.. A ruckus all night long.. When you're callin' it a night Big Jim keep ruckusin' on.. . And it's Big Jim's Big Ol' Ruckus..
Verse one. . Visualize the soul of a soldier,. Reach inside the heart of a warrior,. See inside the mind and the dreams of your grandchild,. . Realize the goals left forsaken,.
Standing up on the outside,. Falling down within,. Looking righteous as a pharisee,. Filled with guilt and sin,. Trying to walk with Jesus. the strait and narrow road,.
(*Boland, Drew Kennedy, Anderson). [Chorus:]. They say I'm a bourbon Legend*. If you didn't know. I haunt the honky tonks. Like a worn out ghost. A friend of a friend.
Folks like me, theyre always moving. It seems to be the only way to stay. There aint nothin too strange or too confusing. Its better to change a little everyday.
No doubt the prayers of my mother. Have taken me a ways down the line,. And I'd swear the life of my sister,. Well she's brighter than the sun when she shines..
Long nights on rollin' bed. Lonely days on the road. Crazy thoughts creepin' round my head. How was I supposed to know. . Fallin' out of another day. Headlong into the night.
We got Tennessee moonshine, chicken and beer. The bands in the barn and the gangs all here. Just park your car down by the corn. If you're lookin' for a good time honk your horn.
Sometimes I get this creeping fear. I don't know where to, where to go from here. Everything seems like a waste of time. It's so frustrating. 'Cause everything comes in a rhyme.
Sometimes I lose it. I lose every bit of faith. Just for a minute. Till I see the light of a brand new day. . Someone tried to tell me. You know, your problems don't exist.
My friends and I, we share the same goals. Had the same goals since I was 16. We've got the same kind if fighter soul. Come and look, it burns like gasoline.