Mason Cole - Gasohol Lyrics

Businessman, come down, get what you can take, sulfide in hot water, with a little NaOH
His souped up Cadillac could use some gasohol, but you can't beat white liquor in the middle of the fall
He roams these hills tending his still, waving a blade of steel, and trust me man, you'd steal his plan to make what he sells
But don't cross him, or bad talk him lord, he'll cut you to watch you bleed, he won't bury your dead body, you'll return to seed
Don't hang your head over son, you're already there, the fire's in your bloodstream, the death in your glare
Crack of dawn, we've just begun, fumes in the air, it ain't gasohol, it's white liquor y'all, there's enough to share
The congressmen drank from a can, the feds prefer a jar, arrested to his brew, while debating in the yard
You'll never see them or hear them lord, they're quiet as a mouse, but the moment I roll my own stone, they come busting down my house
Don't hang your head over son, you're already there, the fire's in your bloodstream, the death in your glare
Crack of dawn, we've just begun, fumes in the air, it ain't gasohol, it's white liquor y'all, there's enough to share
Well I left town and I went down to see what the hype's about, my tongue hit that water and it fell right out of my mouth
Needless to say I left that day, I felt the fires from hell, but I'd burn to ash, I'd bust my ass to drink that shit from a pail
Don't hang your head over son, you're already there, the fire's in your bloodstream, the death in your glare
Crack of dawn, we've just begun, fumes in the air, it ain't gasohol, it's white liquor y'all, there's enough to share
It ain't gasohol, it's white liquor y'all, and there's enough to share