Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights Songtext
von The Taxpayers

Been a long, long time
I have been playing things through in my mind
Prison equals narrative and separation is damnation for our kind
You spend years chasing after a mess
But easy living doesn′t pay the rent
Fix stakes in words and wastelands, leave the machinery for the rest
It was a smoke-filled room in Columbus in May
Bottles on the ground in a desolate place
Baby, I must have missed you
But I can't remember feeling all that sad
I must′ve hit every bar in that town
Must've made a damn fool of myself
Woke up more than once on the sidewalk that year
But it's not crazy to gamble away all those
Louisiana hot sauce rainy nights
It′s not crazy to get your shoes
And just start walking until the sun comes up


I got miles to go, still miles to get there
Maybe it′ll be this car that makes it, but
I am not an unconditional believer
I got more pockets than pennies these days
And I keep coming up with reasons to leave this place
It's like honey spilled on the table
An invitation for another pest, but
I got more space to fill
A few more breaths to breathe in
Something other than more time to sleep
But it′s not crazy to gamble away all those
Louisiana hot sauce rainy nights
It's not crazy to take your shoes
And just start walking until the sun comes up
I got miles to go, still miles to get there
Maybe it′ll be this car that makes it, but
I am not an unconditional believer