It takes a whole lot of whiskey and oxy to keep these snakes
hid.
Dark and bloody clans screaming in these hills want to be justified on earth.
There’s hard ballads forming every rising sun day.
Mountains scalped and their spirits are never coming back no matter how many trees you plant.
The creeks gush in yellow foam like a running VD sore.
The well water is orange rust and stinks like rotten eggs.
The cool and clean waters of the hidden mountain spring is sealed by the federal government.
Drink pop until your wolf fangs rot and stub away.
The prescription pad is blank and waiting for Holy ghost power and testimony to enter the bloodline.
The body is rotting in the abandoned mine.
The check for the burnt house is lost.
The government man has been run off.
The hard ballad medicine show is ready to start.
Dark and bloody clans screaming in these hills want to be justified on earth.
There’s hard ballads forming every rising sun day.
Mountains scalped and their spirits are never coming back no matter how many trees you plant.
The creeks gush in yellow foam like a running VD sore.
The well water is orange rust and stinks like rotten eggs.
The cool and clean waters of the hidden mountain spring is sealed by the federal government.
Drink pop until your wolf fangs rot and stub away.
The prescription pad is blank and waiting for Holy ghost power and testimony to enter the bloodline.
The body is rotting in the abandoned mine.
The check for the burnt house is lost.
The government man has been run off.
The hard ballad medicine show is ready to start.
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