Anything's Greener Than Burnt Grass

L.A Salami

Compositor: Dan Cox / L.A Salami / Matt Ingram

There’s a party out on Juno beach
But I can’t face going outside
The wet rag just might hear me preach
That I like my sentiments dry
I would lash out with my confidence
But waking up set fire to mine

I would break if I were only one
But life is numbers, and I can’t count to one!
Do I have no shame!?

Oh, I’ve jacked my trumpet so many times this week
It can’t hold a tune
Oh, I would spit my melody to you my darling
But I don’t have the brass to sing to you
I give you my instrument darling, you know
But a heartless bitch set fire to that too

Oh, why not just throw me inside of a padded cell
If this is the price of your rent?
The whiskey just don’t do enough
To make a poor man forget
That life costs half the price of being honest

The wide eyed child remains, but all that’s left is shame
As presence turns to past, time just breaks like glass
It might be the same on that gravy train

But anything’s greener than burnt grass