Man look at this shit

I know right, heh, it′s crazy

I wish the storm would just blow this motherfucker awayWhy you say that?

Serious man I hate this fucking town

You know Bobby needs you at the job, right? (heh)

Fuck him

You don't like Bobby? I thought you liked Bobby?

I′m gettin' the fuck out of here man

Okay

Watch

Yeah, Tommy just got out of jail (got out of jail? Got out of jail)

Two months he couldn't make bail

(Couldn′t make bail? Couldn′t make bail)

Here we sit, whiskey bent, freestylin' over cricket chirps

He would spit, then I went, loaded gun, death we flirt

Leave it up to the Baptist church

Me and him are scum of the Earth

Feelin′ like two millionaires with a hundred dollar net worth

Topic of discussion is that they know nothin'

They didn′t find the other 20 pounds hid in the oven

What happened to me and you?

We used to go to Sunday school

And we worked Monday to Friday, and sometimes Sunday too

500 dollar cheque and that's no disrespect

But I′m a talent goddammit, you watch, I'm tellin' you

We had it all mapped out, hip-hop ′til we crashed out

I drank ′til I couldn't walk straight

On the front porch where we passed out

Nothin′ but trouble, dealin' with troubles of our sorrow

And the clouds follow, we was just like lightning

In a bottle

Burnin′ electric blue

Just like gunshots in the hollow

Echoin' all night through

This is how we shed our problems

Under the southern moon

Just like lightning in a bottle

Burnin′ electric blue

Yeah, it's three o'clock in the morning

I got two packs of parliament lites

And a dimebag and ′Bama brick

I just lay in the dark of the night on

The bed of my buddy′s truck who

Got it from his papa back when

He died in a fire rescue and I never asked what happened

We would listen to Charlie Daniels

Too short and Bob Sigel

Sing along to night moves, sippin' on gas station margaritas

Gotta get a good buzz out here man

Nothin′ else to do but get high

But bullet holes in beer cans

And talk about how we gonna get by

Some say that dreaming's useless, full of pride and selfishness

Escapin′ that mental prisons like, climbin' the electric fence

And that′s a risk, but a risk I'll take to better with

'Cause through hell I′ve been

So successful be just self-defense

I took another swallow

Can′t share my dream with everybody

And besides to the factory, I clock in tomorrow

And to the room I wabble

But the vision I follow

A storm was brewin', we was

Just like

Lightning in a bottle

Burnin′ electric blue

Just like gunshots in the hollow

Echoin' all night through

This is how we shed our problems

Under the southern moon

Just like lightning in a bottle

Burnin′ electric blue

Just like lightning in a bottle

Burnin' electric blue

Just like gunshots in the hollow

Echoin′ all night through

This is how we shed our problems

Under the southern moon

Just like lightning in a bottle

Burnin' electric blue

Lightning in a bottle

Burnin' electric blue

Lightning in a bottle

Burnin′ electric blue

Lightning in a bottle