Methhead

I saw him down in a dump

Hurlin' armloads of junk

Into a pickup bound for the yard

He was skittish and strange

Like a wild dog with mange

And there was blood where his veins ran hard

Wadin' deep through the grime

He found a long copper line

And he jumped up and leaped to the ground

And you'd thought he'd struck gold

The way he kicked and he rolled

Like a bandit, he tore outta town

Oh, now

He's out on the prowl

You'd better get up and go back inside

'Cause he's loose on the land

Gettin' all that he can

And there won't be nowhere to hide

Yeah, he's crawling his way

To that fix for the day

You won't stop him, he's bent to be fed

He's the low heathen kind

With a shit-mingled mind

The desperate fuckin' meth head

There was a girl, tall and thin

With scabbed yellow skin

Outside a rest stop, I won't soon forget

She was digging at a rash

Trying to deal for some cash

Saying, "Baby, I'm clean, and I'm wet"

I just kept pacing by

Swattin' through the flies

And her stench, rancid, and stout

While she stood there cryin', "Please"

With her fist between her knees

And the sores drainin' 'round her mouth

Oh, now

She's out on the prowl

You'd better get up and go back inside

'Cause she's loose on the land

Gettin' all that she can

And there won't be nowhere to hide

Yeah, she'll bum and she'll beg

And she'll gnaw at your leg

You can't kill her, she's already dead

She's the empty-eyed soul

The zombie-like fool

The fiendin' fuckin' meth head

It'll be dark pretty soon

They love to lurk by the moon

So, I'm out back shovelin' the dirt

I'm gonna dig me a hole as deep as I can go

And when they fall I'm gonna cover 'em up

Oh, now

They're out on the prowl

You'd better get up and go back inside

'Cause they're sweeping the land

Gettin' all that they can

And there won't be nowhere to hide

They've got the taste on their tongues

Their fates have been hung

It's a fever that's already spread

From out far and wide

They're the fit-to-be-tied

The worthless fuckin' meth heads