Underground Elite Lyrics - Singles - Jump Little Children

Mississippi moonshine's got me doubled over laughing in pain 

Back at the Chevron the chicken wings made you feel just the same 

That bucket of bayou that licked you like a five pound block of salt 

I through it to the puppy that was yappin' on the hot asphalt 

The wisest word I ever heard was written on that bathroom wall 

In the Mississippi river Greasy Spoon in Southern Arkansas 

Skimming 'cross the scrawl of the underground elite retorts 

I see a beacon to the traveler paraphrased, 'Sweet and Short' 

A word to the wise 

A breath to the philosopher 

A hand to the devil 

A gift to the masses 

Whatever you do, don't 

Whatever you do, don't 

Whatever you do, 

Don't take my advice 

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Mister blister burning on the fumes of a day hard earned 

A bullet through the blue highways 'till the whole damn world is turned 

We're driving and we're driving until driving it don't feel real 

But it's so easy all you do is get some sleep behind the wheel 

Take a second to reflect on a peculiarity 

Every stop we've made has shared a certain similarity 

There are juices and there's candies 

And there's sodas of all brand names 

But the message on the walls from town to town has been the same 

A word to the wise 

A breath to the philosopher 

A hand to the devil 

A gift to the masses 

Whatever you do, don't 

Whatever you do, don't 

Whatever you do 

Don't take my advice 

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Permanent marker with a fat tip 

Scratch off the paint with a dime 

Grease up the mirror with some lipstick 

A revolution is not a crime 

Finally before my eyes there it was for me to see 

At a truck stop in the lonely hills of Eastern Tennessee 

I'd tell you how I felt if I could but I just can't 

When I happened on that bathroom with a fresh coat of paint 

A word to the wise 

A breath to the philosopher 

A hand to the devil 

A gift to the masses 

Whatever you do, don't 

Whatever you do, don't 

Whatever you do 

Don't take my advice 

Don't take my advice 

Whatever you do 

Don't take my advice