35 To 3

It went down hill fast for me
As I couldn’t say no to drugs
Thrashing 35-3 to let it slip
Like a lite on my bottom
Couldn’t get enough of those
Roundtrip tickets
To places that aren’t on any maps
Now you tell me,
“Have you heard of Bust-A-Nut-Texas”?
It ain’t got nothing to do with
Getting high and feeling fly
Yep! Neither here nor there
It’s where I’m from and
You can’t spin a globe
And put your fingers on it
Got a cup of that bean yonder-way
My pain is awfully deep
Like a well with no water
But I ain’t feeling
A zip lock bag of prescription pills
So what you got up your sleeve?