Dumb Dead Goats Lyrics & Chords By Filthy Thieving Bastards

Well, I found your secret hiding place.
When you run from him, you paint your face.
An over-sized overcoat,
Who has wingtips made from dumb dead goats!

So beauty's of a tenderloin(?)
Shared the beds with metal coins (Shared the bets with men of coins?)
What they say, is it truth?
Corruption's nothing but a playful bruise!

Hey!
Is anybody even listening?
'Cause Dixie ain't
The only thing I'm whistling.

The high-priest of expenses paid
Could not afford to break a date (a day?),
The lower serve the greasy streets
Broke every day, but never cheat!

It's not a crime to keep what you find,
To follow me is a felony.
You look to me as far as I can tell,
If looks could kill, then I's be swell! (?)

The high horse you rode on is as stubborn as a mule!
I see him follow words as just another sign(?)
To refuse! (To refute? To review?)

Hey! (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba, ba-da-ba-da)
Is anybody even listening?
'Cause dixie ain't, (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba, ba-da-ba-da!)
The only thing I'm whistling.

Hey! (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba, ba-da-ba-da)
Is anybody even fixing this?
'Cause I'm a broken man! (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba, ba-da-ba-da!)
And the jokes aren't listening(jokes are missin' it), yeah!

[Instrumental Solo]

Well I thought I saw Christ in a bar,
He smelled of Old Spice, cheap cigars.
Spoke in soft-toned soliloquies,
Broken thoughtful(?) and Portuguese.

I plea flippant recipient,
The man's a sea of malcontent.
You can torch the parts that break your heart,
You gotta finish what you start.

Love is a risky game we play,
And life ain't as safe as I say,
Gotta learn to __ game ___ pissing (pissing?) off,
____ passes! (All of our spouses!)

Hey! (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba, ba-da-ba-da)
Is anybody even listening?
'Cause dixie ain't, (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba, ba-da-ba-da!)
The only thing I'm whistling.

Hey! (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba, ba-da-ba-da)
If anyone comes a-visiting,
I've woken up, (Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba)
And of course gone missing (Oh! Yes! Gone missing!), hey hey!