Down on Bacon Highway in a one room country shack

You could hear his piano ringing like a custom Cadillac

Custom Cadillac

Beast boogie to the ceiling

Beast boogie through the floor

I love to hear Beast boogie

But Beast don't boogie here no more

Piano by his bedside, cigarette burns in the wood

He'd let me keep the change I found in the little house that could

Little house that could

Beast boogie to the ceiling

Beast boogie through the floor

I love to hear Beast boogie

But Beast don't boogie here no more

Lord, my mama loved him, made her cry and made her laugh

He was the sonnet to her shell, the petrol to her match

Petrol to her match

Beast boogie to the ceiling

Beast boogie through the floor

I love to hear Beast boogie

But Beast don't boogie here no more

He tore up the flywheel, ran in mama's clutch

Five times she said it's over, five times was not enough

He loved me like a daughter, knew the words to all my songs

Sometimes you don't know what you got 'til what you got is gone

Now the Beast is gone

Beast boogie to the ceiling

Beast boogie through the floor

I love to hear Beast boogie

But Beast don't boogie here no more

Beast don't boogie here no more

Beast don't boogie here no more

Beast don't boogie here no more

Beast don't boogie here no more

Beast don't boogie here no more

Beast don't boogie here no more

Beast don't boogie here no more