Hot Car

Boss away the men who see the fame of paper gold

Never was a challenger the man of 1000 holds

You've got your reasons

I've lost of the value of a soul

I could be an empire

I could be your paper roll

Careless sway along the way

You say you're wonderful

I got the heater

Just know your role

You hope that hate is shrinking

Here you are darkening my door

Cause Hell ain't half full

Hell ain't half full

In your heart you're thinking

God locked you in a hot car again

He's in the bar drinking

Spite the ones who cheer you

Live to please who doubt you

Who's left? No promises

Slummin up the roster and

You blew the curtain call

End around the entrail and

The blood upon the wall

Some kind of creature

Some kind of fall

You hope that hate is shrinking

Here you are darkening my door

Cause Hell ain't half full

Hell ain't half full

In your heart you're thinking

God locked you in a hot car again

He's in the bar drinking