In the gnarly winds

Of the oncoming beast

I've composed myself

In the choppy woods

Of the trackless roots

I complete the course

In the chance I took

On the broken horse

I'm the one who's no good

In your eyes

Can I change these things

Can I break the spell

That you've cast over me

Parallel lines on a slow decline

Tractor rape chain

Better yet let's all get wet

On the tractor rape chain

Clean it up, clean it up...right now...

Clean it up, clean your mess up right now...