bread and butter Lyrics

And I don't care

Never wanna

People stare

Always on ya

And I don't mind which way the wind blows here

I'm keeping it real and all the roads are clear

It's feeding time

You're flirting with doom

Your only crime

Is lying on you

Forgetting the line is always different here

The fish only cry about it once a year

But then what

I moved out of Houston

It's been about seven years

It's hot out in the desert until

Ya get called out a queer

You try to learn the race before the game

Things will get better then stay the same

Bread and butter

Shortened lighting

Fresh cut lumber

Just for writing

Songs I've been writing for the disco club

People will listen and look up to us

It seems I'm tired

We're counting on you

When I'm fired

I'll move on to

Better things and very different names

Ones I'll forget but always sound the same

But what if that doesn't work