Peanut 93 — текст песни (Ass Ponys)

Peanut rides his bike around

The drive-in in the daytime

Bagging trash and hanging up

The speakers on their poles



When he finds a bottle

He imagines women drinking from it

What it looked like how it sounded

Trickling down their throats



Peanut has a brother, lost his father

Hardly sees his mother

Once a month he visits

At her trailer near the lake



Sometimes when its not too humid

Chances are youll catch him spearing

Shiners in the spillway

With a nail on a stick



Peanut knows a guy

His name is mike hes not too bright

He says hell suck you for a cigarette

Down underneath the bridge



The very though disgusts him

i dont see how you could trust him,

He says, if I get my pecker sucked

It sure wont be by him.