Songtext von Onslow County

Onslow County Is the land of track housing When they ask you "can I help you?" It's "no sir, I'm browsing" There ain't never any any money To buy no one a present It was her birthday, you just tell her "Hell, I love you. here's a cigarette." And all the bars are burning And they're making it with cash-ins I guess underneath the worry Oh, everybody's laughing Onslow County It's covered by some pine trees And the people go out fishing And they dirty up their blue jeans And there ain't never any money To buy no one a present It was her birthday, you just tell her "Hell, I love you here's a cigarette." And all the bars are burning. And they're making it with cash-ins I guess underneath the worry Oh everybody's laughing