Katey's in the choir loft The Reverend's in the pews Talking to the worshippers With mirrors on his shoes Trevor's in Mahoney Park With Vicodin and crack And books out from the library He's never taking back And it's Midnight in Nebraska High and getting higher Midnight, everything's on fire It's Midnight in Nebraska High and getting higher Midnight, everything's on fire Sister Sam's a scarecrow and Brother Bob's a bird For lent they gave up solid food And 7-letter words Climb up crystal Christmas trees While foraging for food Whatever, dude The Reverend's in the headlights The mirrors tell the tale There's mud and there's fresh blood On the rusted guard rails They're mixing rye and ginger She's there at his cheek She bends low To hear him speak And it's Midnight in Nebraska High and getting higher Midnight, everything's on fire It's Midnight in Nebraska High and getting higher Midnight, everything's on fire Katey's in the choir loft The Reverend's in the pews...