Hoo-hoo-hoo The great American Indians, free upon the open plain Had a life so complete Until the European came A hoopin' and a hollerin Rdin' on a pony's back, hoo hoo hoo, better than a Cadillac With the Squaw and little papoose Without no railroad tracks, wow! The great American Indian, fishin' in the Everglades Was a part of all around And took care of all that was made Paddlin' his canoe, through reeds of grass so tall He was the Big Alligator But left enough for all, yeah The great Amrican Indian, dwellin' in the Canyon Grand Had a life so specialized Tuned to wind and rain and sand No attempt to control, what cannot be tamed Hе knew Earth as a Mother And would not not rape hеr for gain, ooh ooh ooh They knew Earth as their Mother And would not not rape her for gain, wow hoo hoo The great American Indian, saw as only eagles saw Swam like fish, ran like lightning Wore the sign of the big bear claw Each job to its season Down valley, down valley, path or trail, oh yeah And the racoon knew the reason The corn never failed, ooh ooh The great American Indian, considered Sun and Moon and Fire All is somethin' delicate To someone grateful to inspire Nothin' was left out Nothin' was thrown away And every step was taken, in the Great Spirit's way The great American Indian, saw as only eagles saw Swam like fish, ran like lightning Wore the sign of the big bear claw A hoopin' and a hollerin', hoo hoo hoo hoo Ridin' on a pony's, pony's back, better than a Cadillac With the Squaw and little papoose Without no railroad tracks, wow hoo hoo!

I was on the run I'm a changed man now but when I had a gun Shit got done baby I was dangerous They got posters of me hanging at the ADX, hon I'm a bastard son If they speak ill of me, don't be sad There's some truth to it, ain't that right I made my mark, I had my fun Left a pile of dead bodies in the sun I used to shoot em up on the avenue I still recall Sixteen years young she was the first one Underneath the midnight sun I cut her throat Put some makeup on her face, took some pictures And headed on home baby But that was then, honey, now I've changed I've grown fond of my ball and chain I made my mark, I had my fun Left a pile of dead bodies in the sun I used to shoot em up on the avenue Then I met you I hear the cries There's a crowd outside saying throw him to the wolfs Or hang him high Will you marry me Come visit next week we'll get married in the canteen Thursday night Nine'o clock, honey, how's that sound I'll ask the warden for candle lights I made my mark, I had my fun Left a pile of dead bodies in the sun I used to shoot em up on the avenue Then I met you

Rebekah rode up on the afternoon train It was sunny Her saltbox house on the coast Took her mind off St. Louis Bill was the heir to the Standard Oil name and money And the town said, "How did a middle-class divorcée do it?" The wedding was charming, if a little gauche There's only so far new money goes They picked out a home and called it "Holiday House" Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud The doctor had told him to settle down It must have been her fault his heart gave out And they said "There goes the last great American dynasty" "Who knows if she never showed up, what could've been" "There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen" "She had a marvelous time ruinin' everything" Rebekah gave up on the Rhode Island set, forever Flew in all her Bitch Pack friends from the city Filled the pool with champagne and swam with the big names And blew through the money on the boys and the ballet And losin' on card game bets with Dalí And they said "There goes the last great American dynasty" "Who knows if she never showed up, what could've been" "There goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen" "She had a marvelous time ruinin' everything" They say she was seen on occasion Pacing the rocks, staring out at the midnight sea And in a feud with her neighbor She stole his dog and dyed it key lime green 50 years is a long time Holiday House sat quietly on that beach Free of women with madness, their men and bad habits And then it was bought by me Who knows if I never showed up what could've been There goes the loudest woman this town has ever seen I had a marvelous time ruinin' everything I had a marvelous time ruinin' everything A marvelous time ruinin' everything A marvelous time I had a marvelous time

Your mother said to stay away she's kneeling down to pray Don't even think to criticize he'll make your daughters pay There is a man who's got a knife he kills before he begs Slice your girl and dice her down she'll amongst the dregs You'll never see the boys again with stumpy little pegs He has to wear a sheath because the spike's between his legs Little bitches come to him - princess brides who've never sinned Can't protect the innocent - they're the ones who never win Don't you try to run again - the warnings that your mama gave Think of all the time you saved by standing on the spike Wash in bloody water 'cuz you'll never heal the scars Cold metallic penetration makes you see the stars Razor sharp and purified you've never seen the likes There is no man that can compare to standing on the spike Little bitches come to him - princess brides who've never sinned Can't protect the innocent - they're the ones who never win Don't you try to run again - the warnings that your mama gave Think of all the time you saved by standing on the spike

Man I'm so cold - it's 98 degrees Think I saw some human heads growin' on the trees Get a pair of pliers - and pull out all my teeth Never gonna need 'em if I'm never gonna eat I'd really be excited if I thought that this would pass Didn't have a wallet man I wouldn't have an ass My girlfriend's on the floor - she's gurglin' from the mouth That must be why I got these maggots crawlin' on the house Not much of a sleeper I am the tweaker Now I'm pukin' up my balls they're fuzzy little stones At least I'm not a hippie faggot smoking little bones When the bag runs empty - satan helps me cop Drinkin' up the draino to get back on top If I don't get some fuel I think I'm gonna flip I just ate a scorpion that stung me on the lip Sometimes I get so tired - never been a sleeper Life is just a side-effect cause I am the tweaker I just ate my beeper I am the tweaker I'm chewing on my sneaker I am the tweaker Born in 1984 I think I'm still alive These spots on my face and neck look like I'm 65 Snot bubbles in nose every time I start to cough My shriveled dick fell on the floor while I was jerkin' off My skin will start to burn if I turn on the lights My dealer wants his money but I can't fuckin' fight No sense in taking out the garbage leave it one the bed Call and leave a message 'cuz tomorrow I'll be dead Here comes the fuckin' reaper I am the tweaker Here comes the fuckin' reaper I am the tweaker

Something done bit me on the back of the neck And I got a strange feelin' ain't seen nothin' yet Well my face is on fire - sweat burnin' my eyes Misery's coming and i'm fixing to die I'll be eatin' humble pie when the sun goes down Pullin' up my pants take a look around I can see 100 miles to the north and south Can't make enough spit just to wet my mouth I'm alone Nobody standin' by me I'm feelin' dry as the breeze Nowhere to fill my canteen My bones are laughing at me You can call me well done Nothin's rusting my guns In the the valley of the sun The river stopped flowin' just a runnin' sand And the devil starts laughin' this is his land Blisters start to bleed up and down my hands Hyde wearin' tough enough for takin' a brand Rats are gettin' hungry and I'm lookin' brown Ground's too hot so I can't sit down Rattlesnakes are twitchin' and a wigglin' away My last drop of water - this is one bad day Navarrone Should of been there by now 'Cuz Texas Pete is in town He's roundin' up all my cows Feel like I'm lettin' him down My horse is dead on the ground She couldn't handle the run In the valley of the sun And I ain't havin' no fun In the the valley of the sun

I'm gonna kick your ass No time for reason - I'll pass Talkin' that shit - you're mine Better watch your back - your spine Cleanin' your clock It's time motherfucker for the shit to go down If you wanna see tomorrow better get out of town Fuckface - that's where I'm gonna stick it Swear I'm gonna kick it Better bring a stretcher when you come down here I've been up for days and I have no fear I can take the punishment of you and your friends Wipin' down my head and do it again Asshole - the shit is goin' down right now Put down the kid and run Daddy's gonna die - wave bye-bye Dumb cocksucker It's time motherfucker for the shit to go down If you wanna see tomorrow better get out of town Payback - cashin' in your ticket Swear I'm gonna kick it I've been pumpin' stomachs since the age of 10 Losin' my shit since I don't know when I been seein' red and I don't know why Better start runnin' cuz you're gonna die

Your heads is in the water and your feet are in a jam You fucked my wife and your is life in my fuckin' hands Gonna turn you blue - pull you up to get some air Take you to my barn - got lots of things in there Turnin' on the table saw and clampin' down your balls You're puking and a screamin' but that isn't all I am the reaper - the host of the games The maggot - the scumbag - the master of pain I am the reaper - the host of the games The hammer - the shitball - the preacher of shame The fryer's up on high over there in the kitchen If I chopped you up and dropped you in you'd probably taste like chicken My dog is really friendly when he chases the stick But sometimes he's prone to chewin' on some dick I am the reaper - the host of the games The maggot - the scumbag - the master of pain I am the reaper - the host of the games The hammer - the shitball - the preacher of shame

I see you got your last check - you're lookin' so depressed Couldn't handle washin' dishes - you'll be swimmin' with the fishes You got a girlfriend - she's an ugly lesbian Afraid to cut your long hair - always thought you wouldn't care That you couldn't hold a job - your feeble sins will never stop Think of all the simple joys - of hangin' with the younger boys Drinkin' up the kool-aid - mama thinks you got it made You're livin' in the upstairs - time to wash your underwear Monkey on the gag-reel - tell me how you really feel Grindin' down your burger brain - standing in the pissy rain Awful salty pickle dick - you're too flat to call a bitch Drinkin' down the malto-meal - word is you're the shitheel You're 40 and you never feel - whether time will ever heal You're sloppy little stinky ass - never had an ounce of class Your skate was never any good - silly ridin' goofy foot You're headed to the bar now - waitin' for your fat cow Hopin' she will turn a trick - She'll never ever suck your dick Weak enough to toe the line - suburban little frankenstein Smokin' all the schwaggy weed - struggle just to bottom feed Smellin' like a cheesy wheel - got some poopy on your heel Monkey on the gag-reel - tell me how you really feel Grindin' down your burger brain - standing in the pissy rain Awful salty pickle dick - you're too flat to call a bitch Drinkin' down the malto-meal - word is you're the shitheel