

[Verse1] 

Hey I was driving home, from a friends house one night

When I was passed while stopped, at a four way stop sign

This guy was flying, when he passed me, he must have been doing seventy three, one little mis hap and he could have killed meeeee


[Chorus1]

I should have just drove on home

I still would have my dignity, and my left shoe on

I lost my mind, I offerd him some of my frys and then my orange drink was gone...


I should have just gone home

It would have been alright, I'd still have my right ear and I would hear y'all tonight.


[Verse2]

so I got really angry, and followed him down the street he wasn't gonna go home without hearing from me

ya I got really angry, and at the first stop light

I  pulled in front of him, and after that nothing went right.


he knocked me down, in the middle of the street, he ran back to his car and then he beat feet.


[Chorus2]

I should have just drove on home

I still would have my dignity and my left shoe on

I lost my mind, I offerd him some of my frys and then my orange drink was gone


I should have just gone home

It would have been alright, I'd still have my right ear and I would hear y'all tonight


[outro]

I should have just gone home, things would be alright I wouldn't feel all beat up laying in my bed...

I should have kept driving, I could have slept peacefully, but I had to let my freaking mouth get the best of me

I should have kept driving...




Would you like fry's with that

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Worn-out shoes, fading skies, full hearts – and you at the end of the road.
“Coming Home” is an emotional road song about late nights, second tries, and the pull of a place – or a person – that feels like home. With imagery of neon towns, falling stars, and blurry eyes on empty highways, it’s a track about finding clarity in return. For everyone who’s ever run far just to get closer.

Ausgetretene Schuhe, offener Himmel, volles Herz – und du am Ziel.
„Coming Home“ ist ein emotionaler Roadtrip-Song über späte Nächte, zweite Chancen und das tiefe Gefühl, unterwegs zu sein – und trotzdem zu wissen, wo man hingehört. Zwischen fallenden Sternen, flimmernden Straßen und leisen Erinnerungen erzählt der Song von der Kraft, heimzukehren. Für alle, die losfahren, um endlich anzukommen.

Coming Home

Ain't Worth A Buck (Marvin Shelton)

[INTRO]

[V1]
Now, I don’t claim to be special, just an ordinary guy
But I think wisdom is essential, to make it through this life
You see,  I saw this dude, picking a losing fight
with a mountain of a man twice his size

[Pre-chorus]
I wish more people had some common sense!!

[CHORUS]
Well, I ain't never been called a thinker
but I can use a blinker
At the movies, I don't whip out my phone
I don't go interrupting, 
when somebody's saying something
If you don't want to talk, I'll leave you alone
I'd pay good money up front, for more humans that don't suck
But some of us, just...ain't worth a buck!

[V2]
Okay, wait a minute there, I ain't always in the right
I've done my fair share, of not thinking twice
I've said, "hold my beer", a few times in my life
I learned my lesson, now I listen to my wife!

[Pre-chorus]
I wish more people had some common sense!!

[CHORUS]
Well, I ain't never been called a thinker
but I can use a blinker
At the movies, I don't whip out my phone
I don't go interrupting, 
when somebody's saying something
If you don't want to talk, I'll leave you alone
I'd pay good money up front, for more humans that don't suck
But some of us, just...ain't worth a buck!

[Instrumental]

[CHORUS]
Well, I ain't never been called a thinker
but I can use a blinker
At the movies, I don't whip out my phone
I don't go interrupting, 
when somebody's saying something
If you don't want to talk, I'll leave you alone
I'd pay good money up front, for more humans that don't suck
But some of us, just ain't worth a buck!
Some of us...just...ain't worth a buck!

Ain't Worth A Buck!

DUST ON MY NAME

A man compares himself to Samson when he runs out of options in his own home.

Let This Temple Fall

In a relationship where you always feel wrong is not a great spot to be in

SearchingtoBelong

Not fazed


You've got a thousand pairs of shoes
In every price range, shape and style
And all those colors, shades and hues
Make such a pretty, pretty pile
They've all got matching bags and gloves
Here in the junkyard of your love

I'm lost
 - I am lost
I'm lost
 - I am lost
I am lost in the junkyard . . . 
In the junkyard of your love

It takes a lot of closet space
To organize all of your stuff
There's not an inch that goes to waste
And still there never is enough
Sweaters below T-shirts above
Here in the junkyard of your love

I'm lost
 - I am lost
I'm lost
 - I am lost
I am lost in the junkyard . . . 
In the junkyard of your love

Baby, if we ever have to break up
A thousand years from now they'll find me here
Buried under tons of creams and makeup
The cause of my demise will be mighty clear

I did not die by stone or steel
No deadly poison, gun or knife
Victoria's Secret will reveal
It's Donna Karan that took my life
And Calvin Klein gave me a shove
Into the junkyard of your love

I'm lost
 - I am lost
I'm lost
 - I am lost
I am lost in the junkyard . . . 
In the junkyard of your love



The Walk-In Closet Song

© 2025 Phillip Thomas. All rights reserved.  
Written by Warren Batts and composed by Phillip Thomas  
Outlaw Gospel Publishing (Independent)  
Email: shane1970pt@gmail.com  
Alternate contact: thejesteraimusic@gmail.com  
All lyrics, vocals, and creative content are original and protected under U.S. copyright law.  
Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution is prohibited.

Old Devil Whiskey written by Warren Batts -composed by Phillip Thomas

Going Nowhere Fast
(c) Jackie Wayne White, Bob White Music, Inc., ASCAP
Vs 1
Honey Girl 
I’m at loose ends
I’ve lost 
a few more friends
‘Cause I cannot 
let go 
Of the past

Once they said 
My Red guitar
Should take me
Really far
Now 
I am Going 
nowhere 
fast

 Instrumental

Bridge
I’m Going
Nowhere Fast
If anyone
Should ask
I’m like a snowball
On the Downward Path
Don’t you pity me
I’m twenty one and free
And it seems
I am going
Nowhere fast

Instrumental 

Bridge

Don’t you pity me
I’m twenty one and free
And it seems
I am going
Nowhere fast

Going Nowhere Fast

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