from
Plenty Wrong to Go Awry,
released October 16, 2020
Who put the fuse in the bottle of the blues?
And sent the flames flyin’ up in the air?
Lord, can’t you hear it in the gin mill spirit
When you’re burnin’ down a social affair?
It comes a-rattlin’ knobs and makin’ liquor from cobs
And now it’s scratchin’ at the back-door screen
Yeah, you can let it all in but just be ready to sin
Because the Devil’s always makin’ the scene
Here in the Rex
It’s in the Rex
We’re in the Rex
You’re in the Rex
Who shook the muse from her terrible twos
And made her promise not to clean up her mess?
Bet you’re greasin’ her wheels ’cause you know just how it feels
When she’s dancin’ in the Devil’s blue dress
Yeah, 61 causes it where 49 crosses it
The Mississippi flooded her trip
Baptized in muddy water where the Devil nearly caught her
Till she ponied up and gave him the slip
Into the Rex
We’re in the Rex
She’s in the Rex
You’re in the Rex
Who put the fuse in the bottle of the blues?
And sent the flames flyin’ up in the air?
Lord, can’t you hear it in the gin mill spirit
When you’re burnin’ down a social affair?
Now 61 causes it where 49 crosses it
The Mississippi flooded her trip
Baptized in muddy water where the Devil nearly caught her
Till she ponied up and gave him the slip
Into the Rex
She’s in the Rex
It’s in the Rex
We’re in the Rex
We’re in the Rex
Into the Rex
She’s in the Rex
We’re in the Rex
You gotta be there, be there or Beelzebub
Be there, be there or Beelzebub
Be there, be there or Beelzebub
Be there, be there or Beelzebub