As A Rule

“As A Rule is partly autobiographical, with an embellishment or two (maybe three). It’s not just a representation of how far out things can get sometimes. It comes around to include acceptance of self and the responsibilities that tag along with that.” -Jake Stilson

As A Rule - Lyrics

Well I know I’m not the only one that lives like this

Smoke’n shit and drinkin piss

Showin’ up with a bag of roaches

A pack wild dogs in the motor coach

I aim to plan for the worst and hope to miss

And I reckon there ain’t a lot of folks

That view the world the way I do

You oughta treat me just like I treat you

Sow what you reap and reap what you sow

Drive the speed limit in Ohio

And if you’re gonna start somethin’ see it through

I fly under the radar

Every time I hit the highway

And I love to see the country flyin’ by

the clouds look purple but I don’t see rain

Maybe that acid ate a hole in my brain

But I’d like to think I’m just high

Now when I come to town

Set a place for me

The boys and me are thirsty for good times

So bring out all your party favors

Old time heads and candy ravers

Ima goin’ up if you throw down a line

You don’t know me

You don’t know what I’ve been through

You ain’t walked a mile in these boots

I miss cigarettes every which way

& the lord knows I miss dope each day

But I’m the one to blame as a rule