Spurs and Sarcasm

[Verse 1]
Boots on the bar rail
Grin like a busted tooth
You walk in slick as motor oil
Think you just found the truth
That rhinestone shirt’s still creased
Tag swingin’ from your sleeve
You talk like you wrote the Bible
Spell “Texas” and then you leave
[Chorus]
I got spurs and sarcasm
Sharp as barbed-wire fence
I don’t hate you
I just harvest
Every flaw for my offense (hey!)
You bring pride
I bring poison
You bring puffed-up
I bring pins
I don’t fight you
I just flay you
Till your paper armor thins
[Verse 2]
You brag about your pickup
Daddy signed that check
Call it hard-earned horsepower
You ain’t earned a speck
You flex that dusty tattoo
Say it “means a lot”
Looks like a child drew a scorpion
On a parking-lot hot spot
[Chorus]
I got spurs and sarcasm
Sharp as barbed-wire fence
I don’t hate you
I just harvest
Every flaw for my offense (oh yeah)
You bring thunder
I bring laughter
You bring tall tales
I bring proof
I don’t break you
I just bend you
Till you drown in your own “truth”
[Bridge]
Bless your heart
You tried your best
To play the fearless king
Crown’s a plastic county prize
Still got the discount string (hey!)
Keep talkin’ big
Keep walkin’ tall
Keep strutting like you’re grand
I’ll be right here
Takin’ notes
With a mic in my right hand
[Chorus]
I got spurs and sarcasm
Sharp as barbed-wire fence
I don’t hate you
I just harvest
Every flaw for my offense
You bring bluster
I bring boogie
You bring ego
I bring grin
I don’t punch you
I just roast you
Till you never brag again

rock, Snarling Texas boogie-punk, overdriven bar-band guitars locked to a stomping shuffle, floor-tom thump, and greasy slide licks. Male vocals barked and half-laughed, gang shouts on the hook, everything pushed into the red with a live-in-a-dive-bar feel, sudden stop-start hits to hype the punchlines., punk