Curtis Eller's American Circus — Sugar In My Coffin

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Fredrikson wrote:
this song needs more cowbell.
Granted, every song needs more cow bell... but what I'm hearing here is wash board.

Wolf825 wrote:
I'll be the first to say I don't like this song at all.
Way too repetitive, and not impressing me by trying to be clever with the sugar dichotomy.
Amateur effort at best, and not worthy of RP.
Totally agree!
I'll be the first to say I don't like this song at all.
Way too repetitive, and not impressing me by trying to be clever with the sugar dichotomy.
Amateur effort at best, and not worthy of RP.
I need some sugar cuz I'm yawnin'...

Is it over yet??
Damn..It's Winfield all over!! Please keep it up all night at Pecan Grove! Walnut Valley Featival 37? er 2007? Back at ya...
I can't drink coffee without sugar. My husband claims that coffee is, for me, an excuse to have cream and sugar.
And this song is disturbingly addictive...

Now I'm just a'wondering what the Queen of Detroit sounds like... Ha - love that pickin'!
hahaha the banana really has the beat down for this song!
tk4790 wrote: SWEET!
Sugar will do that sometimes. LOL


Does that speed up the decomposition process, or something?

Ha! I like the name of the song.
Yeah - me too. I'm diabetic.
this song needs more cowbell.
Sugar'll kill ya!
6 devils






oh yes!
A real lyrical powerhouse

Had to turn it up.
Tasty

Need a banjo playing banana guy....





They're putting water in the whisky just to keep the boys in line
You ain't busting up my place like you did last time
The drinks are getting weaker with every round they serve
The way they keep us sober is getting on my nerves
So when I'm dead and gone, I want some sugar in my coffin
If I gotta go, I want some sugar in my coffin
Oh no there ain't no Elvis Presley from the waist down
Or else I ain't learned nothin' from T.V
He's shaking like an animal, point that camera where I said
We need this white boy going crazy like a hole in the head
So when I'm dead and gone, I want some sugar in my coffin
If I gotta go, I want some sugar in my coffin
I want sugar in my coffin, I wanna cut the bitter taste
But they hide it in your money and there's cameras everyplace
I been living with it just about as long as I can face
So if I gotta go...
I want some sugar in my coffin
I want some sugar in my coffin
Well I heard about the seance in the White House yesterday
Has President Lincoln lost his mind?
They caught him in the graveyard diggin' in the mud
That's the father of our nation with a sickness in his blood
So won't you listen to me mister, I want some sugar in my coffin
If I really gotta go, I want some sugar in my coffin
I want sugar in my coffin, I wanna cut the bitter taste
But the President's a liar the country's fallen in disgrace
If they're ever coming clean they ain't got no time to waste
So if I gotta go...
I want some sugar in my coffin
I want some sugar in my coffin
I want some sugar mister...
I want some sugar mister...
I want some sugar in my coffin