YEAH, TEN TO ONE.
THAT'S A LONG SHOT.
SHIT.
LOOK, MAN, I TOLD YOU
TO HAVE A SPARE TIRE
AND DON'T BE COMING OUT HERE
IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.
I GOT TO GET TO THIS RACE
OUT AT LOS ALOMITOS, MAN.
LOOKIT HERE IN THE NINTH RACE.
I GOT ME A NAG, MAN,
THAT I KNOW IS GONNA COME IN.
I GOT ME SOME MONEY, MAN,
AND YOU AIN'T GOT NO SPARE.
LOOK, LOOK, LOOK.
AW, SHIT.
MAN, I'M OUT HERE
SINGING THE BLUES.
GOT MY MONEY ON A HORSE
THAT CAN'T LOSE.
YOU OUT HERE ON A FLAT.
I ALWAYS TOLD YOU
TO KEEP A SPARE,
BUT YOU'S A SQUARE.
THAT'S WHY YOU CAN'T
KEEP NO SPARE.
NOW HOW WE GONNA
GET THERE, HUH?
WE'LL JUST HAVE TO RIDE BACK
ON THE RIM, THAT'S ALL.
I AIN'T GOT NO SPARE.
WE'LL RIDE BACK
ON THE RIM.
STAN JR. DONE LEFT
THIS HOUSE OPEN.
I'M GONNA
KILL THAT BOY.
IT'S GONNA RAIN.
AND THE ROOF
STILL NEEDS FIXING.
DADDY, WHAT MAKES THE RAIN?
WHY, IT'S THE DEVIL
BEATING HIS WIFE.
IS THAT ALL I GET?
HMM.
STAN JR.?
STAN JR.
YOU KNOW YOU HEAR ME
CALLING YOU, BOY
I KNOW THAT BOY HEARD ME
CALLING HIM.
OH, GIRL.
WELL, WELL.
LOOK WHO'S VISITING.
HONEY, TELL ME WHY
YOU' RE WEARING
THAT PRETTY SMILE
ON YOUR FACE.
WELL, SHE'S GONNA
HAVE A BABY.
I THOUGHT HER OLD MAN
WAS SHOOTING BLANKS,
BUT I SEE HE'S DROPPING BOMBS
ON OCCASION, I GUESS.
THIS BITTER EARTH,
WELL, WHAT FRUIT IT BEARS.
WHAT GOOD IS LOVE,
MMM, THAT NO ONE SHARES?
AND IF MY LIFE
IS LIKE THE DUST,
OOH, THAT HIDES
THE GLOW OF A ROSE,
WHAT GOOD AM I?
HEAVEN ONLY KNOWS.
LORD, THIS BITTER EARTH...
YES, CAN BE SO COLD.
TODAY YOU' RE YOUNG.
TOO SOON YOU' RE OLD.
BUT WHILE A VOICE
WITHIN ME CRIES,
I'M SURE SOMEONE
MAY ANSWER MY CALL,
AND THIS BITTER EARTH,
OO-OO-OO-OO-OOH,
MAY NOT, OH,
BE SO BITTER AFTER ALL.
I'M JUST GOING HOME.
GOING HOME.