Songtext von Church Pew Or Barstool

Not a whole lot goin' on Small town Friday night Revin' up at a red light On your mark, get set, go Passin' mom and pop restaurants Seein' four trucks parked out front Guess you gotta make your own fun When you're stuck in a place this slow There's only two means of salvation around here that seem to work Whiskey or the Bible Shot glass or revival When you don't seem to run on either side of the fence People act like you don't make sense These big town dreams that I've been chasin' Will never come true if I wind up stayin' And I don't want to fall in the same rut That everybody here seems to be stuck in now Why do I hang around In this church pew or barstool kinda town I'm like that AM station That never comes in right Till you pass the city limit sign That's the only time it all gets clear It's crystal clear that I Just need to find A place where this is no lines Nothin' like it is around here Someplace where it don't feel like this world revolves around Whiskey or the Bible Shot glass or a Bible When you don't seem to run on either side of the fence People act like you don't make sense These big town dreams that I've been chasin' Will never come true if I wind up stayin' And I don't want to fall in the same rut That everybody here seems to be stuck in now Why do I hang around In this church pew or barstool kinda town Here it sometimes feels just like this world revolves around Whiskey or the Bible Shot glass or revival When you don't seem to run on either side of the fence People act like you don't make sense These big town dreams that I've been chasin' Will never come true if I wind up stayin' And I don't want to fall in the same rut That everybody here seems to be stuck in now Why do I hang around In this church pew or barstool kinda town I need to get out Of this church pew or barstool kinda town