the deep pockets of a white horse Lyrics

For a brother, a giant

There's a lot of work to do on the back end, the time to worry has all but come and gone my friend.

It'll give you time to clean your face.

Damn shame that, fifteen years and all you have to show is a barstool

It's time to call it a day

It all seemed so heaven sent, not as innocent as you'd like to be

But what's that in the pocket of your jeans? Listen…

"Ask and you shall receive your white horse"

I wanted to be just like you

Turns out I was just like you, and man it fucking stink

But I've been trying to clean my face for real this time momma, I swear.

I swear

It all seemed so heaven sent, not as innocent as you'd like to be, but what's that in the pocket of your jeans?

"Deep pockets lied to me, your deep pockets

I really like her this time momma, but I don't particularly care for what she has to say. But I watch the world go by and there you go, and you look very nice today. I mean it

Deep pockets! Deep pockets!"