Ain't found a way to kill me yet Eyes burn with stinging sweat Seems every path leads me to nowhere Wife and kids household pet Army greens was no safe bet The bullets scream to me from somewhere Here they come to snuff the rooster Yeah here comes the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die No, no, no, ya know he ain't gonna die Walkin' tall machine gun man They spit on me in my home land Gloria sent me pictures of my boy Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath Oh god please won't you help me make it through Here they come to snuff the rooster Yeah here come the rooster, yeah You know he ain't gonna die Yeah they come to snuff the rooster ha! No, no, no ya NO *HE* ain't gonna die HA! HERE COME THE ROOSTER! HA!
Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep You showed me how this town can shatter dreams Another lesson about a naive fool that came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on There ain't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all that's left of me But thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave And it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on And it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music only thing that keeps me hanging on