Odyssey of Tiny

Written by: Pantera | Album: “The Great Southern Trendkill” (1996)

A smack on the wrists is the words
From the mouth of the outsiders, lawyers, police
A small price to pay for the dope 
And the guns and the rape, it should all be okay (okay)

Your father is rich, he's the judge
He's the man, he's the God that got your sentence reduced
But in the back of his mind, he well knows
What he'd find if he looked a little deeper in you
In you

Drag the waters some more
Like never before

Drag the waters some more
Like never before
Drag the waters some more

Sweet is the slice and the lips
You're going to have that woman, she is your favorite lay
Promised you swore that no one had been there
And she was going to keep it that way

Let it move in, you got thin
And got high, and your money went and so did your friends
But she's by your side, and her smile 
Cannot hide the premonition of the beckoning end
The end

Drag the waters some more
Like never before

Drag the waters some more
Like never before
Drag the waters some more

Drag the waters some more (some more)
Like never before (like never before)
Drag the waters some more

Drag the waters some more
Like never before
Drag the waters some more

Drag the waters some more (some more, some more)
Like never before (before)
Drag the waters some more (some more)

Drag the waters some more
Drag the waters some more
Drag the waters some more
Like never before
Drag the waters some more