Let's go hang out in a mall,
or a morgue,
a smorgasboard.
Let's go hang out in a church,
we'll go find lurch,
then we'll haul a__ down through the abbey.
Is it money, is it fame?
What's in a name? Shame?
is it money, is it fame,
or were they always this lame?

it's a crazy, crazy mixed up town,
(but) it's the rattlesnake I fear.
In another place, in another time,
I'd be driving trucks, my dear,
dear,
dear.

Let's go hang out in a bar,
it's not too far,
we'll take my car.
We'll lay flowers at the grave
of Jesco White,
the sinner's saint.
The rack is full, and so are we,
of laughing gas and ennui.

It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town,
(but) it's the rattlesnake I fear.
In another place, in another time,
I'd be driving trucks, my dear.
I'd be skinnin' hunted deer,
deer,
deer.

It's a crazy, crazy mixed up town,
(but) it's the rattlesnake I fear.
In another place, in another time,
I'd be driving trucks, my dear.
I'd be skinning hunted deer,
deer,
deer,
deer.

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