[Intro] [Verse 1] Well, if I found the Lord anywhere, he’d be out by the rail, Face down in the gravel, drunk off the bottom shelf ale. Forty ounces in both of his calloused, bleeding hands, Run out of luck, run out of grace, run out of promised lands. And when I find God there, we ain't gonna sit and pray, We gonna roll some of that Oklahoma top and smoke the grey. Cause He looks at the world with bloodshot eyes, shaking on the block, Just as confused as the rest of us sinners trapped on this dying rock. (Yeah!) [Chorus] I took two tabs of the devil’s lightning just yesterday, Woke up this morning with my boots torn and my mind in disarray. Found I ruined my life, burnt the bridge and the neighborhood, Yeah, this is what the preacher and the teachers said we never should. But they don’t know the cold! They don’t know the heat! They don’t know the way the morphine makes the heart skip a beat! Makes the pain go away! (Go away!) The pain go away! (Go away!) [Verse 2 - The beat drops to a menacing bass thrum.] I got holes in my brain, burned 'em with the next line, Thinking 'bout the good times, shivers running down the spine. If I found Satan, he wouldn't be in fire, he’d be by the track, Selling souls of the desperate kids for a cheap plastic sack. Trading pennies for the smack, in the shadow of the steel, When I find the Devil there, I ain't making no deal. I won't be thinking twice, I’ll look him in the eye with disdain, Cause at least down in Hell, there’s a jukebox playing for the pain. Ain’t no Savior here, just the rust and the rain! (C'mon!) [Bridge] I left my sanity in the mess! (In the mess!) Crumpled in the cans of the beer! (No fear!) Packs of cigarettes on the chest! (The chest!) Kick the hope to pieces! (Pieces!) Just hoping for the best! They warned me 'bout the hopelessness! But look at 'em now! Look at 'em now! They getting laid in the sheets while I’m sweating on the brow! Waking up lonely, with the dirt on the plow! I tell 'em fuck off, then I hug 'em anyhow! (Whoa!) [Chorus] Well if I found God anywhere, it would be by the ties, Huffing the gas, staring blankly at the dark skies. Watching the trains pass, whistling a lonesome tune, Drinking himself to sleep beneath the hunter's moon. Passing out, throwing up, since the day that he made us, Since the day he betrayed us! Since the day that he played us! [Outro] (He's confused too, boy!) (We all on this rock together!) (Roll it up.) (Yeah.) (Outlaw.)
