Oil and Honey – song #6

Verse 1:
There’s a smoker in his big truck
and he just flicks them on the ground
leaving trails of empty sadness
for the people in his town

He doesn’t notice all his movements
cast a shadow to be seen
by his impressionable grand-kids
using paper bags to breathe

Chorus:
Oooh ooh ooh – is it honey or oil that you really want?
Oooh ooh ooh – you keep bees out back, keep a guard dog in the front
Oooh ooh ooh – is it honey or oil that you’re looking for?
Oooh ooh ooh – you keep bees out back, keep a shotgun at your door

Verse 2:
As she crosses up her arms
and pulls the shades down real low
A house-wife barks a list out
of a middle-class so-and-so

And all the places she ain’t been yet
And how could he call himself a man
And that the neighbors make her feel like
dust into a fan

Chorus:
Oooh ooh ooh – is it honey or oil that you really want?
Oooh ooh ooh – you keep bees out back, keep a guard dog in the front
Oooh ooh ooh – is it honey or oil that you’re looking for?
Oooh ooh ooh – you keep bees out back, keep a shotgun at your door

Bridge:
All their bones become fossils either way
And a candidate breaks a promise just to say
That the flooded New York subways made him cry
And he didn’t want to lie…he couldn’t lie

Chorus:
Oooh ooh ooh – is it honey or oil that you really want?
Oooh ooh ooh – you keep bees out back, keep a guard dog in the front
Oooh ooh ooh – is it honey or oil that you’re looking for?
Oooh ooh ooh – you keep bees out back, keep a shotgun at your door

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s