Bite marks baby, out of control You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul Bite marks baby, up and down my mind You know you really chewed me up this time
You like it rough, down in the mud Your idea of fun is drawin' blood You tear the meat from the heart of a thing Until there's nothing worth remembering
Don't need no teeth to eat my beef I'm tenderhearted, ain't no Lee Van Cleef You bit my tires and it blew my mind Now I can't even roll down the line
You go right for the jugular vein Bared incisors and your eyes are insane I have to handle you with chain maille gloves There is no name for your kind of love
Well, I'm from the Midwest I know enough to cut a path Around a wood chipper
And be careful Of any conversation A man starts by callin' you skipper
'Cause there ain't no ocean 'round here Though a lotta little lakes where you could disappear I wonder what the fish are bitin' on today, Jimmy
She told me not To follow her down here Said he was crazy about her
I guess I didn't know What that meant Just knew I couldn't do without her
Then I seen 'em through the window sash He had a Forty four pistol and a bag of cash And she was foldin' some kinda pretty note paper into her breast pocket
What some people won't do, to break up a happy home What some people won't do, to break up a happy home
Well, I got the picture A temporary love shack In the middle of no place
They were plannin' On usin' that cash To get away bold-faced
Now how long did they think they could stay The troopers and the Marshall's surely on their way I ran through the yard and I banged my knee on his wood chipper
I was screamin' like a baby She appeared at the window He opened the door
And when I looked up He said "Skipper What're you doin' here for"
One bullet to the head Before I hit the ground I was dead I guess I'm tellin' you this before you go fishin' now, Jimmy
What some people won't do, break up a happy home What some people won't do, break up a happy home What some people won't do, to break up a happy home What some people won't do, to break up a happy home
Never found my body But they killed 'em in a shoot out Five miles down the road
They found that note paper In her breast pocket Thought it was somethin' written in code
But it was part of a letter set I'd got her for Christmas ten years ago I'd bet She used to just use the paper for her grocery list (and it read)
Eggs Hamburger meat Bread Funyuns Orange drink Toilet paper Tidy Bowl Pickles Little Debbie Snack Cakes
What some people won't do, break up a happy home What some people won't do, to break up a happy home What some people won't do, to break up a happy home What some people won't do, break up a happy home
Mystic Pinball is the twenty-first solo studio album by American musician John Hiatt. It was released on September 25, 2012 via New West Records. Recording sessions took place at Ben's Studio in Nashville. Production was handled by Kevin Shirley. It features contributions from Doug Henthorn, Brandon Young, Doug Lancio, Russ Pahl, Patrick O'Hearn, Kenneth Blevins, Arlan Schierbaum and Ron Dziubla.
In the United States, the album peaked at No. 39 on the Billboard 200, No. 6 on the Americana/Folk Albums, No. 17 on the Top Rock Albums, No. 8 on the Independent Albums and No. 15 on the Tastemakers. It also reached No. 35 on the Sverigetopplistan, No. 41 on the Dutch Album Top 100, and No. 90 on the Swiss Hitparade.