Well Daddy was a lush And Mommy liked to read about Jesus Brother Georgie got charred in the brush fire, they found his body behind our home But Mommy's gone now I'm all alone now, a bad stroke took her away it seems to me this is the catalyst Plainfield is gonna know my name All fecunds are hookers Mommy said that's where it begins I'll liquidate your fertile ground and look so good in my new skin My shed is like an altar a sacrifice for my God I'm just doing the Lord's work and I'm getting too goddamn good at this.. do you like my lampshade? or my collection of shrunken heads? oh yeah, I'm gonna be REAL famous, long after I am dead...
