Evil

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 day

The 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 behind

But 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, ah

Melanie 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 girls

Now 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 said

But 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

Cops 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 me

Accusations 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 kind

But 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