Lying in the way you do
When you're hiding from the sun sinking
Stealing all your time drinking
Your pockets through
It's five o'clock, you're half sleeping
Concentrating on breathing
You can't keep a job
Or a lady in the town
Heaven ain't somewhere you're going
No, hell ain't hard to find
Don't you cut the line
Just roll another dime
See the creatures of the night
On the barren side of town
They're scrambling and fighting
For the last good thing around
It's the kind of burned out strip
No law man controls
If you don't have money here,
It's better not to show
Heaven ain't somewhere you're going
You know, hell ain't hard to find
Don't you cut the line
Roll another dime
You know which way the fight's going
One more Monday night, snowed in
The blood is dripping down
But you're just black and blue
Numbers on the screen flashing
They're asking if your check's cashed in
But no one's seen her 'round
Since Saturday at noon
Heaven ain't somewhere she's going
You know, hell ain't hard to find
Don't you cut the line
Roll another dime
Hell ain't hard to find
Roll another dime
