I'm looking on another round Cause this Parkside liquor can't keep voices down And I'm here on a Thursday arv Looking on Tuesday don't seem so bad Two little kids who grew up lovers Loved each day and liked the others Then came along another boy Took that lady from a lover's point Help me get out I know what the town is talking about About the two-man band from black soil sands Who made a killing from bleeding hands Moved up to the town of smoke Laughing and a grinning like it's a joke Two fallen lovers in a family court One want loves the other wants divorce Its plastered all over the news Wouldn't believe, the town talks of it too Help me get out I know what the town is talking about About the two damned angels went each their way One on drugs, other died today Ill drink for that pretty girl Forever and always my favorite cowgirl Help me get out I know what the town is talking about Help me get out I know what the town is talking about