Mockingbird, mockingbird, sing in my tree
I won’t get me no sleep for tonight
I got a bee in my bonnet, got a wolf in the pen
I’m letting the bed bugs bite
Racquetball, racquetball, racket in hand
I’m fixing to do him in
Gonna take his life, just don’t tell my wife
She says it’s a cardinal sin

I’m battling spiders, the ants are marching in
Out in the wilderness, baby, it’s hard to find a friend
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
It’s hard to find a friend
Amen, amen, amen, amen
It’s hard to find a friend
It’s hard to find a friend

Mockingbird, mockingbird, up in my tree
He tells me I’m falling behind
Here after the divorce, no Tesla, no Porsche
Just mockingbird shit on my van in the drive
Mockingbird, mockingbird, mocking away
Got every last dollar spent
No country club, no IRA, no boat by the bay
No mortgage, I’m still paying rent

I’m battling spiders, the ants are marching in
Out here in the wilderness, baby, it’s hard to find a friend
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
It’s hard to find a friend
Amen, amen, amen, amen
It’s hard to find a friend
Oh, it’s hard to find a friend
Yeah
(Hard to find a friend)

Mockingbird, mockingbird, horrible song
Make a nest in my window sill
Walk a mile in my shoes with these mockingbird blues
And you’ll know it’s time to kill

I’m battling spiders, the ants are marching in
Out here in the wilderness, baby, it’s hard to find a friend
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
It’s hard to find a friend
Amen, amen, amen, amen
It’s hard to find a friend

Man, it’s hard to find a friend
Yeah, oh

Other lyrics by Dave Hause:

A Knife In The Mud

We’re waiting on vultures We’re bags of blood There’s no knight coming in on horseback It’s a fight for a knife in the mud We’re a prayer …

Bible Passages

I put my pen down, it only writes words about you I look out my window, but you always trump the view No matter where I go All I see is you I took a look outside …

Cellmates

You should’ve seen us at twenty-two Like Bryan Kienlen’s first tattoo Way out of line, crooked, we were wild, we were loose Broken teeth and broken homes Long …

Enough Hope

Don’t it kind of make you laugh just to watch them try We sold them a crumb and then we ate the whole pie They fell in love with the mob so they put us in charge …

Look Alive

Oh, oh Oh, oh If I’m gonna pay for my sins, goddamn, I wanna sin some more I wanna feel Jameson burn and sing along to “Trusty Chords” I wanna swim out …