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Nothing Less Than Disaster

by Two-Bit Manchild

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Gun shot and gravel, scatter like birds You can’t tell the story, if you can’t say the words Trailer park kid, living mostly alone he got basic cable but ain’t got a phone brick weed and tequila, bourbon or rum We all find the things we need to keep the motor humming Daddy’s only rules: keep your hands off my guns and if you ever smell smoke, get out and run Nothing less than disaster is what I expect from you Unless that’s your dream your dreams ain’t coming true good luck and I’m sorry is all I can give to you nothing less than disaster before your time is through Gunshot and gravel, scatter like birds You can’t tell the story, if you can’t say the words Trailer park queen, looking for some grass eighteen and pretty, a little strapped for cash One thing leads to another, as they always do you go looking for trouble or trouble comes looking for you When I saw a shadow, blocking out the sun was nothing but the smell of smoke and the sound of daddy’s gun Nothing less than disaster is what I expect from you Unless that’s your dream then your dreams won’t come true good luck and I’m sorry is all I can give to you nothing less than disaster the only bill that’s coming due
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Big blue eyes and shooting stars voodoo dolls and tarot cards Maybe I took it just a little too far This time Cause I ain’t felt the same In quite some time I think that girl she put a spell on me I can hear you carry on About all the ways I do you wrong But it sounds just like the same damn song again Cause you tell me I’m to blame But it’s the same Old fucking game We used to play with as kids Lonely nights in backseat cars Sleeping dogs and Xanax bars Homegrown weed in mason jars without a lid Cause you tell me I’m to blame But it’s the same Old fucking game We used to play with as kids and I ain’t felt the same In quite some time I think that girl she put a spell on me

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A couple of swings at alt-country

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released October 26, 2021

All songs written, performed, & recorded by Two-Bit Manchild

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Two-Bit Manchild San Antonio, Texas

Two-Bit Manchild is Christopher Fullerton, a middle-aged writer living with mental illness in a room over the garage.

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