Pick Fights

The best chance to pick fights

Is in the midwest

With your mouth fat

On your own words

In the parking lots

Of the worst clubs

With fresh laid asphault

And flourescent lights that flicker

While the boys drink courage

And the girls show their navals and toes

You don't need no curses

No squinched up nose

Or turned up top lip

No cut throat kicking

Kids' sandcastles

Spit, and "fuck you" talk

You need only to arrive

At your own show in

Glasses and open-toe sandals

And step out the van all

Weak with a tour-worn voice

When you try to speak

With your mouth fat

On your own words

But you can't be heard

Over the noise of the opening act

Some wack rapper coming off c.d

Could've been me

Back before we

Practiced for the mush tour