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 catchand it makes my skin crawl
i'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, so what's the use?
she knewhe 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 timehe'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 toothey 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 whyand it makes my blood boil
those black letter days
all their mail just winds up losthe'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 tooyou'll see whispers in the winter
my temper doesn't laugh
and every spring, i hear them sing
oh every spring, i hear them singif he's goin' down
if he's goin' under the ground
i hope he takes you too
you too