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| Put me in a hole in the ground
With the money and the town
And the women all running around
Can't complain about the mess
Mama killed her only dress
Now she's longing for the pines
Watch my troubles all unwind
Drinking gasoline and wine
Catch a chill off the stove
On the train, making a few
Lost my head beneath the wheel
Now she steals my body home
The trees are fake, the air is dead
The birds are stuffed with poisoned lead
And the ground is much too clean
And if it's only me who's scared
Strap into electric chairs
Ring the moon like a broken bell
When she drags you from the hill
Daddy's gonna burn down there still
We can watch it from the rooftop
Lay into the frying pan
Now she kisses her own hand
With a fiddle on the fire
I took a leap into the fog
Sleeping on a hollow log
Now I'm coughing with no mouth
You can keep yourself inside
But you know you cannot hide
When the devil's your only friend
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