Tekster: Drive By Truckers. Southern Rock Opera. Dead, Drunk, And Naked.

When I was a young boy, I sniffed a lot of glue
Mom sent me to rehab, they told me what to do
We didn't have much money, the Lord picked up the tab
They made me write him love songs, sitting in my room

Now I just drink whiskey and drive around my friends
Get a haircut, get a job, maybe born again
And if you're living badly, we'll tell you how to live

Dead, drunk, and naked
Dead, drunk, and naked

If you're out there listening, I just want you to know
I been doing just fine, psychiatrists tell me so
My scars are patched up, my arms have almost healed
My demons almost tranquilized, my pains almost killed

Me and old Jack Daniel's, become the best of friends
We got all them baptist's to die for our sins
I know the Lord is coming, the south will rise again

Daddy used to tell me, everything comes down
To what they say about you when you're not around
And I wish that he was here now, I'm sure he would be proud
No one talks about me now, the voices are too loud

So if you come to see me, I'm sure you'll be impressed
By how well I'm behaving and how well I'm dressed
And if you come to see me, hope you're coming soon

Dead, drunk and naked
Dead, drunk and naked
Dead, drunk and naked