Oh, walk away She's looking to love you There's nothing to say Just turn your head and walk away Lord she's handsome as she flows across the floor Nothing I've seen in my life has ever pleased me more She's got the look of freedom, and it makes you think

Remember me to Roxy Anne You know she's still lovely The last time you saw me That you only saw the back of my head Southern Pacific Tell her I was on the move Red, white and blue Where are we running to? Over the wide plains

She’s a dirty little thing, crazy as hell She’s a lipstick stain on a burned cigarette Like an old blues song stuck in my head Mississippi mud and I’m sinking in She’s my rock-n’-roll queen, sweet southern belle She’s got Mississippi Blood runnin’

Valhall awaits me Sword in my hand Axe on my side Blood gushes from the wound The cut is wide and deep Soon I will die Bear skin on my back Wolf jaw on my head

I'm out the door, I'm on my ass again like every night before I'm off the wall, out of my fucking mind, I'm out of control I'll be the end of her, I'm in her head and in control She's let me in, now take a sip and let the show begin The floor's all

Oh Abigail how could you do this to us? Burn baby burn You were a product of lust (Product of lust) And now this rope on my neck stopped all the blood to my head So, now Salem please save me (Salem please save me) She's a witch, she's a witch and I'm a

Crawl out of my head and fall into my bed She’s a bad mamajama And she don’t make time and All the men wanna have her But they know she’s mine And she's down for whatever Can you read my mind and then just Baby I’m savin it all for you

Hey you've got to hide your love away ! Here I stand with head in hand I turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feeling two foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can hear them laugh at me And I hear them say

Ring around the rosies Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head Into my childhood they're spoon fed Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real Look at the pages that cause all this evil Mary

Yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone, my baby's gone Oh, oh, my baby's gone (yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone, yeah she's gone) Another sunrise in an empty bed Tracin' these lines where she laid her head I'm a mess, my baby's gone Grab a dirty shit with a