Gravel Clouds

Stars are out over the fields tonight

Flooded cuts shining in the pale moonlight

And I've dancing with the devil on the levee by my Chevy

Jamming heavy metal sloppy drunk waiting on the sun to rise

And the air is so thick with evil you can taste it

And the air is so thick that you can cut it with a knife

Watch the night bleed black into that muddy soil and leave not a trace

So I can breathe it all in through the mouthpiece of my pipe

We're picking stools for toads

Cop car rolling down the gravel road

With the paperman riding shotgun with the shotgun

Shovel in the back lookin for a spot to dig em a hole

I walk the gullies and the ditches with the devil by my side