Terra Moan at the Whiskey Moon

Lyrics

I am my stepfather's jealousy for the eldest son The tape I found that scarred my childhood Republic hyperbole trance coining the vote The card who dreams till it's caught in the spokes I'm the baby in the boiler, yelling for my mother A hassled skater lookin' for cheap weed and pavement The memory of the ballot booth you've never seen Years you lose to death after too much sleep Hey, hey, whiskey moon Hey, hey, whiskey moon Hey, hey, whiskey moon Hey, hey, whiskey moon Wallow and worry, cold from the fury Drink when you're getting down Scream, "fuck the pigs, swerve at wolves." Death to my beasts, deliver peace Wallow and worry, cold from the fury I'm scratching dollar tickets in Tennessee Terra moan over the valley of my home Too broke to live, much less to get laid Fuck me, fix me says the renters and fuckless Love yourself and clean up the mess Bastard boy bawling in the marrow of his soul Where the drinks are IPA's and cheap gin Kicking crows for shots Bastard boy dreaming abroad cause his ass is stateside My, oh my, how the helpless poor pine Terra Moan, Terra Moan at the whiskey moon Lonely renters cry in their glasses A toast to you, a toast to you