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Corey Smith - Skin of My Teeth Lyrics

Another Sunday mornin' hungover and blue
Smellin' like ciggerettes and beer
My mouth is dry I got blood eyes my head's split in two
I got church bells ringin' in ears
The high steeple crowd's up fillin' up those sactuary pews
but i'm just gonna hang around my crib
cause i dont like dressin up i dont own a pair of sunday shoes
and i refuse to be another hipocyrt

Oh when i'm out drinkin i wear the cross
i'm not really a righteous man oh but i'm not lost
and when i meet my maker i know he's gonna smile
and i'll make it to heaven by skin of my teeth

My grandma told me boy you had better straighten up
cause you're swervin down a bumby road
she said put that damned ol bottle and pick your bible
get back church put on a choir robe
but i cant see my fallin' in line behind the preacher
no he's probably more messed up than me
always talkin' bout damnation, cursin' every unbeleiver
who's he judge who's he to condemn me?

Oh when i'm out drinkin i wear the cross
i'm not really a righteous man oh but i'm not lost
and when i meet my maker i know he's gonna smile
and i'll make it to heaven by skin of my teeth

I'm half a loser i'm half a winner
i'm half saint i'm half a sinner
feed my soul on sunday dinner
i'm every man of god
when times get hard i hit my knees
and i praise when he blesses me
do my best to keep him pleased
i'm every man of god, i'm every man of god

Oh when i'm out drinkin i wear the cross
i'm not really a righteous man oh but aren't we all
and when i meet my maker i know he's gonna smile
and i'll make it to heaven by skin of my teeth

Oh i'll make it to heaven by the skin of my teeth





Thanks to magicman
 

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