[Verse 1] Well, the crowd goes crazy when catastrophe strikes Nobodys feelings seem to come out right Talk is cheap and common sense aint commonly found I try not to pay attention, keep on having my fun Minding my own, Ill be a son of a gun If old so and so down the road dont like it a bit I keep side steppin, they keep throwin me shit [Chorus] I dont preach no tricks, dont talk politics Im just a casual singer holding my stones and my sticks If I got a problem, my job is pour my heart in a song Well, hot dog, your opinion is louder than mine You might wear out my nerves, but you aint changing my mind By, good God, lets hop off the soapbox and get along [Verse 2] Well there aint no kitchen fittin all of these cooks If youre cravin bacon you might get dirty looks So what? Damn, suck it up and wash it down I believe having passion is worth more than gold That tellin the truth dont ever get old Sometimes, Lord, all we can do is fight It might drive me crazy, but it wont be tonight See Brent Cobb LiveGet tickets as low as 25You might also like[Chorus] I dont preach no tricks, dont talk politics Im just a casual singer holding my stones and my sticks If I got a problem, my job is pour my heart in a song Well, hot dog, your opinion is louder than mine You might wear out my nerves, but you aint changing my mind By good God, lets hop off the soapbox and get along [Interlude] Get along [Chorus] I dont preach no tricks, dont talk politics Im just a casual singer holding my stones and my sticks If I got a problem, my job is pour my heart in a song Well, hot dog, your opinion is louder than mine You might wear out my nerves, but you aint changing my mind By good God, lets hop off the soapbox and get along Well, good God, lets hop off the soapbox and get along
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