Listen to Factories, Farms & Amphetamines by Myron Elkins

Factories, Farms & Amphetamines

Myron Elkins

Rock

Lyrics

One year down, 40 more to go Keep your head down, keep your eyes on the road It's a boy's last nightmare and a man's first war Leaking your pride out on a dirty floor Just down the road, the tweakers cause all fuss Runnin' and gunnin' that redneck dust Holdin' down the fort, wanted for somethin' petty It's a wacked out weirdo, and he goes by Eddy Might be a lawman, although I can't see The presence of a lawman never bothered me Hummin' of that mill is such a lonesome sound They haunt a honky like me until I'm in the ground Sobriety, it ain't all I see It's factories, farms, amphetamines We were diggin' and plowin' from five to ten Little brother was helpin', but I did not see him Last time he came around, he was actin' kinda strange Daddy say's he's sick and that we all shall pray Dad believes in the good Lord and the powers in Him And I'll save myself, I have some questions for Him For He puts the sun on my back and the dirt in my eye Little brother's back and now he's talkin' 'bout some guy Might be a lawman, although I can't see The presence of a lawman never bothered me Hummin' of that mill is such a lonesome sound Haunt a honky like me until I'm in the ground Sobriety, it ain't all I see It's factories, farms, amphetamines Might be a lawman, although I can't see The presence of a lawman never bothered me The hummin' of that mill is such a lonesome sound Haunt a honky like me until I'm in the ground Sobriety, it ain't all I see It's factories, farms, amphetamines
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