Sepia tone Saturday I seen a man drown Sleepy town underneath Dog ran down Hookin’ off school There’s gold in them there hills Bush-weed porn stash Waist-high deep snow Skull and crossbones Railroad peepshow Playing baseball all fucked up on pills Sean Mussolino Red fire fills the sky Some say the next door neighbour once killed a guy All kinds of music and nothing else to do Bit by a snake and throwing rocks Accidents happen and no one talks And then there’s the girl I always wished I knew Punk-rock country girl (feather-like?) memory Heart set aflame Long lost Heather Nights, you put me to shame Punk-rock country girl (feather-like?) memory We were the same Long lost Heather Nights, hallowed be thy name Too many funerals Names on the guest-list Home-made weaponry The natives are restless Pie-eating contest Ya, those were the days Junk-store crucifix Parking lot, kiss of death Smells like campfire Gasoline, piss breath Swimming naked, she burned me with her gaze Hangman’s Lake: Hells Angels HQ Roger Stevens, I still hate you A far away coyote sings the blues The longest train I ever saw Abandoned building, rooster claw Kids on bikes And bad luck brings the news I found religion in her bedroom Parts of me that will be dead soon The number 33, let her go Chainsaw violence, pretty dresses Secret wishes, shitty messes And the girl that was impossible to know