I live round the shack outback
It's full of rats and razorbacks
I get my knife and cut 'em down
You think I won't just stick around
Cornfed boys in gunnysacks
Digging holes and filling cracks
Souped up cars and monster trucks
Killing pigs and smoking dust
Don't ask me why...I'd hate to lie
I'm wasting time...hanging round in Pigeon Town
Cousin Johnny comes to play
I yell out just go away
We go down to the fishing hole
I grab his hand, he grabs his pole
He gets drunk and starts a fight
Looks for someone new to spite
I get mad, he starts to howl
I head right back down to the holler
It's no surprise...don't ask me why...he's doing time
somewhere South of Pigeon Town
I live round the shack outback
It's full of Vipers, Diamond backs
Nine miles South of Pigeon Town
Another bunch of Killer Clowns
I keep my door locked up real tight
Daddy sneaks in every night
I'll get my gun and shoot him down
You think I won't just stick around
Mamma never meant no harm
even when she broke my arm
she'd get drunk and start a fight
this happened almost every night....
Don't ask me why...It's no surprise
They had to die...to get away from Pigeon Town
Yeah and you can say all the shit you want to about blood
being thicker than water...It's thick alright...like mud...
that's just the way it is around here...lay of the land
and all that crap...Dog eat Doggie and you'll get a stick
in your eye every time just for trying...you go to bed with
the pigs...you wake up with the pigs...But hey I was born
around here...at least I had the smarts to get the hell out...
not that it matters where your from...it's all the same...
All one big busted-up broken down shit-shack in the middle of nowhere...
I'm heading out of Pigeon Town.
