Rather Low Songtext
von Nick Shoulders

Well, my eyes adjust, my joints are rusty
Sheets are awful cold and dusty
Roll over, folks, it must have been another night on the bend

Kick rocks, slept in socks, boolah, and levee walks
This couch is my kingdom, and I swear there′s bugs in my head
Sick, sad, and sentient, a penny saved, a penny spent
Asleep at the wheel sure beats being awake in my bed
Last call to feel small, I dread the sight of alcohol
I don't know where this train stops, but I want off

Been rather low out here together
Reckon that we′ll keep trying if rock bottom it never shows
You're not alone if there's a storm to weather
I ain′t welcome at home, I don′t know about you


Double takes and double stops, I double dare ya call the cops
I'll die where I stand if I hear wagon wheel again
40 days of foggy nights, withered by the city lights
I don′t remember existential crisis being part of the deal
I told you once, I told you twice, I'm steeped in verse and cursed in vice
I traded my 40 acres for a mountain of pain
Hot damn Hamm′s can, blinded in the promised land
I don't mind if I do declare: we′re as good as dead

Been rather low out here together
Reckon that we'll keep trying if rock bottom it never shows
You're not alone if there′s a storm to weather
I ain′t welcome at home, I don't know about you

You′re not alone if there's a storm to weather
I ain′t welcome at home, I don't know about you
I ain′t welcome at home, I don't know about you