Grease, Smoke & Alibis

(Verse 1) I got a matchstick hangin' from my lip, Boot full of bourbon, mind full of sin and spit Ain’t been to church, but I pray in bars Where the neon burns just like cigar scars (Verse 2) She said, “You ain't no good, and you sure ain't wise” I said, “Baby, I got grease, smoke, and alibis” This life I’m livin’ ain't fit for saints But the devil’s got taste, and he sure don’t faint (Chorus) Grease, smoke, and alibis Runnin' on fumes and red-eyed lies Slide guitar cryin’ like a busted chain And I wear my shame like a rusted stain (Verse 3) I don't clock in, I just kick down doors Got a girl in every town, and a warrant in four My strings are dirty and my soul’s off key But my tone’s got bite like a back alley flea (Verse 4) Busted amp’s hummin’ like it’s got the blues And this Strat don't care ‘bout your clean-cut rules Got a trunk full of vinyl and a head full of steam And I dream in riffs and nicotine stains (Chorus) Grease, smoke, and alibis Born on bad luck and goodbye cries If you hear that rumble, don’t ask why— It’s just me and the blues rollin’ one more lie (Verse 5) Ain’t no happy ending, just the song you play To drown out the mess from yesterday So I twist that tone, make the pickup squeal ‘Cause the blues don’t care if your pain ain’t real (Final Chorus) Grease, smoke, and alibis Ain’t no savior ‘neath these bloodshot skies Just a man with a past and a wicked grin Tryin’ to outrun the mess he's been Just me and this old six-string… Leakin’ truth one dirty note at a time.