Territory Town

We told your daddy you'd be back by ten

But it's quarter to eleven and we ain't back yet

Sitting at the top of a playground slide

Suckin' on the bottom of a Marlboro Light

Livin' life on the edge of a dull knife

In a territory town on a Tuesday night

The only wind we been catchin' all summer's

Through the windows down over Goodyear rubber

Blacktop straightaway east of town

Through the pumpjacks suckin' at the red dirt ground

A bottle of vodka and some Keystone Light

Bo O'Reilly said he'd set it outside

The dumpsters out back the IGA

They're gonna bust that kid one of these days

Livin' life on the edge of a dull knife

In a territory town on a Tuesday night

Summertime

Linda told Tommy that her folks are gone

Tommy told the town that the party's on

They got ten or twelve cars lined up the block

Heard Tommy passed out about nine o'clock

Linda's on a keg standin' on her hands

Wearin' nothin' but a dress and a farmer's tan

Somebody shouts, "The cops are here"

And we scatter through town like white-tail deer

Livin' life on the edge of a dull knife

In a territory town on a Tuesday night

Summertime

Just some kids playin' chicken with consequences

Baby, cut me loose, light that fuse

I'm a Black Cat packet in the bottom of a garbage can

Meet me down at the high school track

Watch the sun comin' up from the pole vault mat

Groundsman shoutin', "What ya doin' down there?"

Runnin' to the car in our underwear

Livin' life on the edge of a dull knife

In a territory town on a Tuesday night

Summertime, oh summertime

Yeah

Summertime, oh summertime

Yeah