Methlab

I'm going out to the desert where they lay them folks to rest
In the house with boarded windows where they make those methamphetamines best
I'm gonna bring along a shotgun and kill 'em in their sleep
And take off with their bags, and sell it for dirt cheap
I'll sell it for dirt cheap

I'll give some to this lady I know in town, yeah she's spun out all the time
Some low-life has her kids, she just says "Those children, they ain't mine"
It's amazing what some people will do just to get some peace
Peace these days comes in packages, and they're selling it dirt-cheap
They're selling it dirt cheap, mama

I'll give some to those cool kids in the city, oh they love to be this way
Strung out on a naked body, stalling with angry hookups to be paid
And me, I wasn't born rich enough to flaunt it in the streets
You know those streets where they'll take your heart out for pounding
And sell it for dirt-cheap
They'll sell it for dirt-cheap, mama

I'll give some to that homeless man 'cause it is all that he can get
To keep himself from going hungry and drinking his own spit
Well I'm sure he'd rather have a warm bath and fall asleep in a nice bed
But he's fresh out of card tricks so he keeps spinning 'til he's dead
He's spinning 'til he's dead, mama

My friend, he started using because he liked the way it felt
His brother's been in n' out of prison, from the age of fifteen he dealt
He just looks at me sometimes and says "Oh, I'd love to be free someday"
I say "My friend, you're already dead, your ashes are just waiting to blow away"
They're waiting to blow away, brother

No, no, no, no
Come on now, you know you like it
Don't stop now, you know you like it
Well come on now, you know you like it
You like it, you love it, you need it, you do

I'm going out to those woods where they lay those folks to rest
In the house with boarded windows where they make those methamphetamines best
I'm gonna bring along the police and surround them in their sleep
And hang their souls out on a clothesline and sell 'em for dirt-cheap