Everyone's a Suspect

[couchgrouch]

Everyone's a SuspectPeeled out from a Sonic parking lotmy Ford got seen by some hard-assed copbut I gunned it before he read my plateshe saw me pull in Tex's pool hallcame in nightstick twirlin'...walkin tallaskin' which punk kid drove my model and makebut hell, it was Austin on a Friday nightand there were twenty Fords outsideand the man who sees mistakes in someone elseain't lookin' hard enough at himselfif he does he'll findthat if youth is a crimewhere I'm from, everyone's a suspectme and my gal didn't wanna elopewe prayed for a church wedding and hopedPastor Clark might forgive us and understandwell, he shook my hand and sat me downlit his pipe and said "don't spread it aroundbut good preachers know what it is to be a mancos when I got hitched one hot June daymy firstborn was just eight months awayand the man who sees mistakes in someone elseain't lookin' hard enough at himselfif he does he'll findthat if love is a crimewhere I'm from, everyone's a suspecteveryone's a suspectwell, there's right and wrongand it's wrong to confuse the twobut sometimes what men, will call a sinis what flesh n blood was born to doso the man who sees mistakes in someone elseain't lookin' hard enough at himselfif he does he'll findthat if life is a crimewhere I'm from, everyone's a suspecteveryone's a suspecteveryone's a suspect(c)2006 Robert George