Letra de Slack

I've got a rifle on my back
swinging past the birch trees.
well i set of a bomb way back there.
i don't care about nobody but me.
'cause i ain't slack.
ran back home and drunk all the wine.
well i stole a bottle for myself.
with insects crawling in my hair.
the trees are black and i don? care.
'cause i ain't slack
rescued a cat from a tree.
its fur was all caked in dirt
but i killed it dead for liking me.
yeah i stole a car and drove to town.
well i ain? slack