Nothing ever happens
In this dirty hick town
The bar is always closed
And all of the hookers are long gone
Low churches entertainment
And prozac is the drug
Going out of my mind
Start changing around
I got gallons of blood
Can't remember where it's from
Just clippings on the wall
I guess its stuff that I have done
I gotta paint this town red
I'm neurotic,
I'm bored and all neurotic
Just sitting around all day
Just planning how to die
Wasting time, cracking fingers
My blood gets thinner by the minute
Sometimes I feel that I am dead
Distant memories haunt me
It truly seems like a dream
Like a dead man's song
A machine with no conscience
I gotta paint this town red
In this dirty hick town
The bar is always closed
And all of the hookers are long gone
Low churches entertainment
And prozac is the drug
Going out of my mind
Start changing around
I got gallons of blood
Can't remember where it's from
Just clippings on the wall
I guess its stuff that I have done
I gotta paint this town red
I'm neurotic,
I'm bored and all neurotic
Just sitting around all day
Just planning how to die
Wasting time, cracking fingers
My blood gets thinner by the minute
Sometimes I feel that I am dead
Distant memories haunt me
It truly seems like a dream
Like a dead man's song
A machine with no conscience
I gotta paint this town red