I raise hell

Every night with all my friends from town

I drive in

To their house, we put on our volley gowns

And I raise hell

Every day

Way out here all alone

No one knows those things I do

Dancing on all of those

Bones

Sheep have all gone from the meadow

The sheep have all gone from the forest

Wasps are gone from the wallow

Theres nothing left but the cold

And I raise hell

Every day

Way out here all alone

No one knows those things I do

Dancing on all of those

Bones

I raise hell

Every day

Way out here all alone

No one knows those things I do

Dancing on all of those

Bones