Album: The Burning South (2004)

Where The Sewer Meets The Sea


Oceanview is like nowhere you've ever been before
Gypsy haven, whiskey heaven, white trash shangri-lai
The only way I believe I will be able to leave is in a pine box
Now that's a fuckin' shame

Knee deep in hooker cum
She fits so nicely in the trunk
Body parts work well as chum
I do my part to clean up the streets

Pro-active in every phase
The ocean makes infidels pay
Time for the rise of shame
Get down on all fours, I draw my clawhammer
And reign down its vengeance on whores

If you want crack, you got it
I will put the brakes on self indulgence
Your sunken eyes bring disgrace

I'm nature's helping hand..

I'm tired of whores and junkies
I look around and don't think it's just me
Take a long walk off of Harrison's Pier
And drown, where the sewer meets the sea