Bright Bulbs & Sharp Tools

now heaven knows i got one short damn fuse

so come sit down a spell while i light up the room

if walls could talk they'd be know-it-alls

so we live in the sticks

and aren't some fish you can catch

and it makes my skin crawl

i'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, so what's she use?

she knew

he flights like hell because he wants to glow

and would tackle the sun to be a bright bulb

i wonder if he'll wake us up in time

he's gray and has to hide somewhere in between black and white

'cause it's safe, but never was brave

before it's over

i hope he takes you too

they say attack can be your best defense

and i got mother's smile

and both my dad's fists

if john doe escapes, carry his name

and when it's time to sign

ask where not why

and it makes my blood boil

those black letter days

all their mail just winds up lost

he's gray and has to hide somewhere in between black and white

'cause it's safe, but never was brave

before it's over

i hope he takes you too

you'll see whispers in the winter

my temper doesn't laugh

and every spring, i hear them sing

oh every spring, i hear them sing

if he's goin' down

if he's goin' under the ground

i hope he takes you too

you too