Adult School - Opossum Lyrics

My little ones crawl up my back
Stark white teeth, pink gums
I ain't no alley cat
But I'll still eat your trash
Climb highway exits
Eat beer cans for breakfast
Every can I visit, I've got to admit that I might not make it back

I'm not playin' around
The true black is comin'
There's no use in runnin'
From a sixteen wheeler headed southeast out of town

And I knew it from the start
In my little junkie heart
That I'm better off dead than a scoundrel in bed around noon
Pour one out for opossum
Who lay up there, rotten
Hope they scrape 'er up pretty soon