Bagby and Lamar Lyrics

Born in the bottom of a whiskey barrel

In a dusty Houston bar

I was born in the bottom of a whiskey barrel

In a dusty Houston bar

Plug it up, roll me down the street

To Bagby and Lamar

Fog rolls off the water churns

Into the Gulf of Mexico

Fog rolls off the water churns

Into the Gulf of Mexico

The Trinity carries Johnny's blood

Down this recurrent sideshow

Gilded effegies to Hell

Performative morals

Gilded effegies to Hell

Performative morals

The derelicts can have the streets

Watch them suffer from my hotel sheets

Rest on my golden laurels

Concrete poured off the backs of slaves

A legacy to last

Concrete poured off the backs of slaves

A legacy to last

You go for a run in Houston boy

You'd better run fast

Building up and sprawling wide

Enforced homogeny

Building up and sprawling wide

Enforced homogeny

Buy more cash inflate the debts

For the bratty progeny

Impaled body rotting on a fence

Down in Sam Houston Park

Impaled body rotting on a fence

Down in Sam Houston Park

Lifts its head says, "pardon me sir

Rain's a'comin' a flood we done incurred

Room left yet on my ark."

Oil barren chews a fat cigar

Buys up more of Congress

Oil barren chews a fat cigar

Ignores his own subconscious

Greasy, dead-eyed husk of lust

Apocalypse accomplice

Living in a mansion with two servants

But still drinking Folgers

Living in a mansion with two servants

But still sipping Folgers

Goes to show money can't buy good taste

Too much becomes a curse

Died in the bottom of a whiskey barrel

In a dusty Houston bar

Died in the bottom of a whiskey barrel

In a dusty Houston bar

Plug it up roll me down the street

To Bagby and Lamar