All The Pieces Lyrics

I was the last one into the bathroom

I was the first one to notice the turd

Floating in the water going for a swim

It made me yak like a little girl

Mornings in the kitchen for coffee

A little sugar and some cream for me

One wrong move and that porcelain cup

All in pieces on the floor oh jeez

Somebody get me a broom

My buddies want to drink at the ballgame

A tailgate is the way to go

No ten-dollar beer, no eight-dollar burger

Can't afford to pay that those prices ya know

Once inside and in our seats

The roaring crowd makes me want to hurl

Dem beans and hot dogs don't look good

When they're dripping off the side of the curb

Fishing in the bay on a Sunday

The sun is high, but the catch is low

Nothing coming up into our boat

Canned Tuna on the menu again

My family's most important of everything

They're the reason I work so long

Nothing I won't do to make them alright

My passion and my love and my world

My passion; my love and my world

Going off to church on a Sunday

I pray to Jesus and God above.

Not everyone does religion like me

But my soul is always lighter when done.

Oh Lord, my God, oh yeah.