Layin’ Low In Leb’nun

[Verse 1]
Well, there's a lockdown all over town
There ain’t no fun to be had
I can't do my thing with my usual gang
Or even hug my mom and dad
I can't wrangle any rascals or farm a piece of land
So I’m layin' low in Lebanon with this whiskey in my hand

[Verse 2]
Well, I could make my bed or shave my head
Or hang out in the buff
Or rope in all these motel drawers
And rearrange my stuff
Then hit the chair and sit and stare
At the particle board nightstand
Either way I'm stuck in Lebanon with this whiskey in my hand

[Bridge]
Watch out the window
Wow! Look at that dead grass grow
You know, for a change of scenery
I'll turn away from the greenery
And take a long look at the stove
Watch the red light go

[Verse 3]
Well, I play poker with the toaster
I won three games out of five
Then the lamp throws shade at the plans I made
'Cause it thinks I won't survive
But the carpet's swirly colors got me so sick I can't stand
So now I’m layin’ down in Lebanon with this whiskey in my hand