Philip Melancon - Lootin' In The Mornin', Lootin' In The Evenin', Lootin' At Suppertime lyrics

Lootin' In The Mornin', Lootin' In The Evenin', Lootin' At Suppertime Philip Melancon Lyrics Loot ... We shoot! Lootin' in the mornin' Lootin' in the evenin' Lootin' at suppertime Guilt free lootin' in the city, Get drunk and fed You'll sleep fine Drove by a fork lift to Rite Aid Parked it right in the front door Everybody's drawing in the big sale Prices never seen before Liquor carried out by the armed folks Take some home, come back for more Grab yourself a bag of photos, There's no TV You might get bored Lootin' in the mornin' Lootin' in the evenin' Lootin' at suppertime Guilt free lootin' in the city, Get drunk and fed You'll sleep fine I peddled my bicycle to Whole Foods Rode it up and down the aisle Tossed tofu, persimmons in my basket Don't forget the singers? deep? bottle of wine Prices are finally friendly Driving yuppies to misdeeds 'Til the manager posted a note on the door, "Closed, Steve." Lootin' in the mornin' Lootin' in the evenin' Lootin' at suppertime Guilt free lootin' in the city, Get drunk and fed You'll sleep fine Our mayor's commandeered a bicycle Phill, a cable from Cox Jay commandeered a truck Tremaine, an RTA bus Marie commandeered a shopping cart Robert commandeered a jeep Boudreaux commandeered a pirogue Then he tipped it on a neighbor's chimney Lootin' in the mornin' Lootin' in the evenin' Lootin' at suppertime Guilt free lootin' in the city, Get drunk and fed You'll sleep fine Lootin' in the mornin' Lootin' in the evenin' Lootin' at suppertime Guilt free lootin' in the city, Get drunk and fed And you'll sleep fine Lootin' in the mornin' Lootin' in the evenin' Lootin' at suppertime Guilt free lootin' in the city, Get drunk and fed.... You'll sleep fine!