The Lord Of The Flies

Half Drunk Janie asked me one night Who is the first to know when you die Mama told me that it was Jesus My teacher said it was the Lord of the Flies I guess I see things in lenses Only meant to start up fires I guess I see pigs in smoke and flame When the meal becomes our first desire Piggie and me With stakes in our eyes Feeding our souls With the lord of the flies Janie always loved those movie shows Where the good guys always won I’d hold her hand in the Paramount Believing they’d get the job done I guess I see things on movie screens Only meant to impress your date I guess Errol Flynn is in my mirror Just a couple of decades too late Me and Captain Blood Bold pirates thin and hot Sail with swords and grief In the Oscar parking lot Janie is pretty as a southern sunset And she knows it all too well I look at the dim light of her soul Then surf waves into a blazing hell I guess I see things as faith alone Meant to get you through this life I guess I see God in a Dodge sedan Forever riding with a good-looking wife The Holy Ghost and me Down on bended knee Cruising through our town On Highway One In Three