Lyrics: Redneck

So goddamn easy to write this,
You make it spill on the page.
So drunk on yourself, self-righteous,
The laughing stock of your own fucking sage.

But I ain't one to call names,
Or throw stones in a house of glass.
You try me.

This is a motherfucking invitation
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfucking invitation.
You try me.

Just one time you got a reason,
Heard you had nothing to lose.
A pied preacher for the pin-eyed congregation,
It must be easy to lose.

But I ain't one of those names,
Or throw stones in a house of glass.
You try me.

This is a motherfucking invitation
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfucking invitation.
You try me.

You can tell the same lie a thousand times,
But it never gets anymore true,
So close your eyes once more and once more believe
That they all still believe in you.

This is a motherfucking invitation
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherfucking invitation.
You try me.
Just one time