Shadow of Tom Lyrics

Shadow of Tom
Well I poked my lighter through a hurricane hole
Drinking champagne from a turtle shell bowl
I grabbed on the hook of his big fishing rod
I'm holding my breath in the shadow of Tom
Well I starred in a puppet show in an alleyway
Built a king size bed from a bale of hay
The sun is sweat and the moon is blood
They all get eclipsed in the shadow of Tom
Stereo blaring just as loud as it can
Tom's the only one who really understands
And I'm shuffling cards in an interstate town
I got my shoes shined by a one eyed clown
Gas station coffee ain't never too hot
I'm running on fumes in the shadow of Tom
There's a homemade scarecrow beating on a drum
A dead drunk preacher is cleaning his guns
Whiskey and dust and it's name is Mud
Spouted from the pulpit in the shadow of Tom
Then I fetched my daddy a hickory stick
Every time I cuss an unborn baby kicks
Daddy's gonna have to hit me really really hard
To end my time in the shadow of Tom