Well my head's been hurting, my back's been aching
The water's drying up, there's a war in the making
People eating bugs 'cause they won't eat bacon
Doggonit
There's needles in the street, folks hardly surviving
On sidewalks next to highways full of cars self-driving
The poor keep hurting and the rich keep thriving
Doggonit
But there's a little town somewhere, the only thing you hear at night
Is that old mill humming
The only time traffic backs up, is when that old sweet Norfolk Southern trains are humming
With me and a dog on it
Just me and a dog on it
Now peoples crying about burning coal, but not the poor souls whose a digging it
I reckon there's been a many good man in the grave trying to keep our houses lit
From down in the oil fields, and the pipelines, and the linemen, and the coal mines
So we can sit at home and plug in our new fangled bullshit
And Republicans and Democrats, I swear they're all just full of crap
I've ain't never seen a good city slicking, bureaucrat
But there's a little town somewhere, the only thing you hear at night
Is that old mill humming
The only time traffic backs up, is when that old sweet Norfolk Southern trains are humming
With me and a dog on it
Just me and a dog on it
Well my head's been hurting, my back's been aching
The water's drying up, there's a war in the making
People eating bugs 'cause they won't eat bacon
Doggonit
