Rocket Lyrics

I got a rocket in my pocket
And a dream i love to stab in the back
It's a fine line between broke
And just a little crack
If i don't watch my step
They're gonna have to sweep me up
Just to carry me out
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Got fall down drunk lord
In good old ft. Worth
Yea the papers down there
Said i gave em' all their moneys worth
But all i can remember
Is a hang over and a dirty shirt
And the miles don't mean a thing
Traveled thousands of em'
For a brass ring

And if i ever get out of this mess
Goin' back home
Where i'm loved the best
I got a rocket in my pocket
And a dream i love to stab int he back
It's a fine line between broke
And just a little crack
If i don't watch my step
They're gonna have to sweep me up

Just to carry me out
And the highway
Was just a bad dream
Like sittin' through a film i've already seen
And if i ever get out of this mess
Goin' back home where i'm loved the best
I got a rocket in my pocket
And a dream i love to stab in the back
It's a fine line between broke
And just a little crack
If i don't watch my step
They're gonna have to sweep me up
Just to carry me out