Throwing The Goats (Purple Version)

Something wrong with his right eye
Bless his hollow, lonesome heart
Look like his whole wide world
Was always pullin' apart
As he was dynamite fishin'
For some compliments
Off the banks of old Lake Providence
From some unknown actress
Or some tear in the soul searchin'
All over Shakeback for a speakin' role
Faithfully prayin' for some kind of breakin'
Afraid the ragged ain't ever gonna
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

I'm a bull of a man
And I cannot be stopped
Until I'm stabbed in the ring
On account of that china shop
My baby's backstage
And she's higher than I am
We've got all the integrity
That money can't buy
And if you can't audition
Mama, you can't act
That's a goat throwin' truth
Full of natural facts
If you've got it, we need you
If you don't, we do not
Which is already more time
Than most people got
Shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake

I have broken a handful
Of hearts in my time
I had a handful of people
Tryin' to break into mine
You oughta seen that wine covered carpet
Rolled up against the house
With the tall grass coverin'
All my clothes thrown out
I tell you sometimes love takes away
What you think it's bringin'
Take my new gal for instance
She knows everything
And she says, "This time it's different
Like it always was
Something is changin'
Like it never does"

Shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake it for the diamond
Shake it for the car
Shake it for the cool
Shake it for the soul
Shake it, baby