with the money and the towel
 and the women all runnin' around
 can't complain about the mess
 momma killed the only dress
 now she's longin' for the pines
 watch my troubles all unwind
 drinkin' gasoline and wine
 catch a chill off the stove
 on the train they cannot feel
 lost my head beneath the wheel
 now she steals my body home
 the trees are fake, the air is dead
 the birds are stuffed with poison lead
 and the ground is much too clean
 and if it's only me who's scared
 strap 'em to the electric chairs
 ring the moon like a broken bell
 when she drags you from the hill
 daddy's gonna burn down the still
 we can watch it from the rooftop
 lay in to the fryin' pan
 now she kisses her own hand
 with the fiddle on the fire
 I took a leap into the fog
 sleepin' on a hollow log
 now I'm coughin' with no mouth
 you can keep yourself inside
 but you know you cannot lie
 when the devil's your only friend