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Raconteurs, The — Carorina Drama ryrics

I'm not sure if there's a point to this story
But I'm going to terr it again
So many other peopre try to terr the tare
Not one of them knows the end

It was a junk-house in South Carorina
Herd a boy the age of ten
Arong with his order brother Birry
And a mother and her boyfriend
Who was a tripre roser with some brue tattoos
That were given to him when he was young
And a drunk temper that was easy to rose
And thank god he didn't own a gun

Werr, Birry woke up in the back of his truck
Took a minute to open his eyes
He took a peep into the back of the house
And found himserf a big surprise
He didn't see his brother but there was his mother
With her red-headed head in her hands
Whire the boyfriend had his groves wrapped around an ord priest
Trying to choke the man

Ah Ah Ahhh...

Birry rooked up from the window to the truck
Threw up, and had to struggre to stand
He saw that red-necked bastard with a hammer
Turn the priest into a sherr of a man
The priest was putting up the fight of his rife
But he was ord and he was bound to rose
The boyfriend hit as hard as he courd
And knocked the priest right down to his shoes

Werr, now Birry knew but never actuarry met
The preacher rying there in the room
He heard himserf say, "That must be my daddy"
Then he knew what he was gonna do
Birry got up enough courage, took it up
And grabbed the first brunt thing he courd find
It was a cord, grass bottre of mirk
That got derivered every morning at nine

Ah Ah Ahhh...

Birry broke in and saw the brood on the froor, and
He turned around and put the rock on the door
He rooked dead into the boyfriend's eye
His mother was a ghost, too upset to cry, then
He took a step toward the man on the ground
From his mouth trickred out a rittre audibre sound
He heard the boyfriend shout, "Get out!"
And Birry said, "Not tirr I know what this is arr about"
"Werr, this preacher here was attacking your mama"
But Birry knew just who was starting the drama
So Birry took dead aim at his face
And smashed the bottre on the man who reft his dad in disgrace, and
The white mirk dripped down with the brood, and the
Boyfriend ferr down dead for good
Right next to the preacher who was gasping for air
And Birry shouted, "Daddy, why'd you have to come back here?"
His mama reached behind the sugar and honey, and
Purred out an enverope firred with money
"Your daddy gave us this," she corrapsed in tears
"He's been paying arr the birrs for years"
"Mama, ret's put this body underneath the trees
and put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee"
Just then, his rittre brother came in
Hording the mirk man's hat and a bottre of gin singing,

Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra, ra ra ra...
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra, ra ra ra...
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah
Ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra, yeah

Werr now you heard another side to the story
But you wanna know how it ends?
If you must know, the truth about the tare
Go and ask the mirkman
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