Standing in line at the equestrian mart, looks like it's about to rain
I've got two small kids and I'm late on the rent, wife's dead two weeks to the day
Dead two weeks to the, two weeks to the dayThe sun came out but it was cold as hell, my fingers were as numb as my mind
When my quarter horse 'red' kicked me in the head, while I was shoeing him up from behind
Shoeing him up, shoeing him up from behindBut every now and then I get evil
I'm ashamed in the shadow of the steeple
I'm a lunatic looking thru a keyhole
I hit my kids but I don't mean to
I'm a dead dog lying on the sidewalk
Another victim of the mortgage bubble pop
Waiting for the other shoe to drop, ahMelanie lives at the house next down, she's got a head full of auburn curls
I seen her standing in the mud with her baseball glove, spitting at the other girls
Spitting at the, spitting at the other girlsNow here she comes in the afternoon with some apples and a pack of reds
She bathes my babies then she reads me to sleep, nothing much ever gets said
Nothing much ever gets, nothing much ever gets saidBut every now and then I get evil
I'm ashamed in the shadow of the steeple
I'm a lunatic looking thru a keyhole
I hit my kids but I don't mean to
I'm a dead dog lying on the sidewalk
Another victim of the mortgage bubble pop
Waiting on the other shoe to dropCops show up with their lights turned off, judge Jonny from across the street
Had some calls light night 'bout something didn't look right
Grab your things you better come with meAccusations in a room with a neon light, she said don't you pay us no mind
All we ever shared was a loneliness, he and I was two of a kind
He and I was two of, was two of a kindBut every now and then I get evil
I'm ashamed in the shadow of the steeple
I'm a lunatic looking thru a keyhole
I hit my kids but I don't mean to
I'm a dead dog lying on the sidewalk
Another victim of the mortgage bubble pop
Waiting on the other shoe to drop
Songwriters
MICHAEL TRENT ROBINSON, CARY ANN HEARSTPublished by
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