Slack swamp ennui, woe. Light, fly, bite deep, drink slow. Bent bitch unbound, go go go. A Sagging plywood box on cinderblock stilts. Smoke grass while it lasts. Bygone beau, an MD, a surgeon of trees, made flat by a fat amputee. Crew-cut kids. Lawn rats sucking Skoal from the pap, a cancerous sack. Fuck-all according to plan. Whats left, my lazy wrath. What the rain dont rot the dogs will rend. God's love's in the snow of methadone. My dogs are the fury of massacred hope. Go rip into rags all you see. Slobber back, sink your teeth into me.
Lyrics submitted by Greeny341