Bài hát Green Corn Báo Lỗi

Sometimes I think of all the places I don't wanna go

Then I think of all the things that I never wanna do

Think of all the people that I never wanna meet

I close my eyes and go to sleep

Tully, baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars

I'm the prince of poverty I hang around in bars

Your life's a Mercedes, a mansion with a pool

My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel

You disgust me, I see through your macho lies

Everything you stand for there's something in your purse baby,

My head is getting sore

Maybe what we had was just green corn