put me in a hole in the ground

with the money and the towel

and the women all runnin' around

can't complain about the mess

momma killed the only dress

now she's longin' for the pines

watch my troubles all unwind

drinkin' gasoline and wine

catch a chill off the stove

on the train they cannot feel

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 poison lead

and the ground is much too clean

and if it's only me who's scared

strap 'em to the electric chairs

ring the moon like a broken bell

when she drags you from the hill

daddy's gonna burn down the still

we can watch it from the rooftop

lay in to the fryin' pan

now she kisses her own hand

with the fiddle on the fire

I took a leap into the fog

sleepin' on a hollow log

now I'm coughin' with no mouth

you can keep yourself inside

but you know you cannot lie

when the devil's your only friend