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[Verse 1]
I walked into town with a grin and a sin,
Boots kicked up dust, and the trouble began.
They said, “Boy, you’re rowdy, but hell, you ain’t bad,”
Then they saw me shotgun a beer like my life was a fad.
The sheriff took one look, said, “Son, here’s the deal…
The misfits are crazy, but you’re batshit real.”
[Chorus]
They threw animals like me a little further out,
Where the bar don’t close, and the lights burn out.
Too wild for the misfits, too drunk for the saints,
Too much whiskey for folks who complain.
If you think they’re reckless, well, buddy, I’m worse,
I make outlaws nervous, I put sinners in church!
[Verse 2]
I tried to fit in with the outcast crowd,
But they said, “Damn, man, you’re too fuckin’ loud.”
I ain’t one for fightin’ ‘less the whiskey says so,
Then I’m swingin’ like a wreckin’ ball, dodgin’ the blows.
The mayor’s own daughter said, “You’re cute, but hell…
My daddy’d shoot you just to save the hotel.”
[Chorus]
They threw animals like me a little further out,
Where the jukebox plays till the walls fall down.
Too rough for the rebels, too loose for the law,
Too much tequila to give one fuck at all.
If you think they’re trouble, then you ain’t seen shit,
They put me in exile ‘cause I don’t know quit!
[Verse 3]
Now I’m drinkin’ in a joint where the neon don’t blink,
Where the bouncers all bet on who’s first to sink.
The preacher walked in just to pray for my soul,
But left with a flask and a brand-new parole.
Even the baddest outlaws keep their distance,
‘Cause I break more shit than resistance.
[Chorus]
They threw animals like me a little further down,
Where the devil himself don’t fuck around.
Too mean for the drifters, too loud for the lost,
Too broke for the bail, too dumb for the cost.
If you think misfits are livin’ life free,
Then you ain’t seen crazy ‘til you’ve drank with me!
[Outro]
So if you ever hear thunder but the sky stays clear,
It ain’t the weather, just my ass back in gear.
And if you see the misfits, tell ‘em I say hi…
From the place where the outlaws are too scared to ride.
