Firewood Lyrics

Go home to your girl

Pay the bills and lock your door

Now check the news and

Try to find someone who died

Go on make a truck

Through the kitchen

To the back fridge

To ease your mind and

Take it off those unpleasant times

Well I'm so sorry I don't spend my time chopping firewood

And I'm so sorry I don't take pride in the size a my truck

And I'm so sorry I don't take advice from any person close to me

And I'm so happy cause I don't listen to a word you say to me

Don't change a thing

Cause your life is perfect man

You got everything

That you could need

So slam your fists onto the table

And curse yourself for letting it go like this

Well I'm so sorry I don't spend my time chopping firewood

And I'm so sorry I don't take pride in the size a my truck

And I'm so sorry I don't take advice from any person close to me

And I'm so happy cause I don't listen to a word you say to me

Your mind

Is an airport

Where nothing, no one stays

Well I'm so sorry I don't spend my time chopping firewood

And I'm so sorry I don't take pride in the size a my truck

And I'm so sorry I don't take advice from any person close to me

And I'm so happy cause I don't listen to a word you say to me

And I'm so sorry I don't spend my time chopping firewood

And I'm so sorry I don't take pride in the size a my truck

And I'm so sorry I don't take advice from any person close to me

And I'm so angry cause you don't listen to a word that I say to you