Boozed and blown Papa up'd and gone Currency here is a pretty little mouth Mama writing a book about bones Alabama fam Buzzards lying down Dead dog in the water hole And they tell me devil's sacred of this town Whacked out by design Truth's 'bout as worthless as lyin Singing to the shadows have I lost my mind Round here harder living than dying You're cooking up shit by the firebird sign And the preachers brewing up a storm Nailed your chin to your chest again And you aint waking up until the morning Down that road you take your comfort alone The narcotics vig is on Everybody's life ain't their own They smoked all the pages from the library And your soul already got up and gone These farm boys are punchy with love They never know when enough is enough Little sister drew a dead tree and a rope And I'm bull-horned to de-map my heart The world is living in Dogtown We're all living down in Dogtown De-map my heart And some places are lower than scum Darling got our baby to come She blew out his candle with a shot in the dark And that night across the field we run You're cooking up shit by the firebird sign And the preachers brewing up a storm Nailed your chin to your chest again And you aint waking up until the morning Oh down that road you take your comfort alone De-map my heart De-map my heart De-map my heart