Lyrics

The Burning Question

Is the line between good and evil all just marketing?
While the devil stays out all damn night God’s up building a team
Of good ole’ boys and retired pageant queens
I said the market’s always good if you’re of a certain pedigree
And I hate to tell you darlin’ that ain’t ever gonna be me
Cause blue collar boys ain’t built for luxuries

They say that livin’ proof
Is somewhere between fairytales and gospel, gospel truth
I broke every single rule
I stopped following the ruse
But good goddamn can you tell me what’s the use?
Cause the Burning Question that’s been burning me up for all these years
Does it always, does it always end in tears?

I said “Politics…well they’re all just talking points
And the analysts are all just out there making a bunch of noise
For the confuse-ment of all the girls and boys
I took a deep dive into the shallow old mainstream
I was scooped up by a fisherman who looked like Jimmy Iovine
But he threw me back after taking one look at me

I can hit all the notes and I still play them cowboy chords
That no one wants to hear
I could play every single room
From Delaware to Saskatoon
Nobody sang along but I sold 20,000 beers
But the burning question that’s been burning me up for all these years
Does it always, does it always end in tears?

They say that livin’ proof
Is somewhere between fairytales and gospel, gospel truth
I obeyed every single rule
I stopped following the ruse
But good goddamn can you tell me what’s the use?
Cause the Burning Question that’s been burning me up for all these years
Does it always, does it always end in tears?
Does it always, does it always end in tears?