The rough ways ashore
In the will of her eyes
And a monkey’s controller
What’s left of her life
Hopelessly empty
She’s parked all she owns
In a rusted out Chevy
Off a Chert County road
Sadness and pleasure
Fences and walls
Yeah, she never could ever
Make sense of it all
Was she pretty? Was she scattered?
Did she grow up too soon?
Now none of that matters
When the flame licks the spoon
But her booktexts remembers
As her dreams fade to black
How the weight of a nickel
Broke an honest girl’s back
The blood of the devil
Flows through the needle
And the last angel singing
That Ave Maria
There’s a dark spirit rolling
Over Dixie tonight
And these black bells are tolling
As she drifts from the line
The blood of the devil
Flows through the needle
And the last angel singing
That Ave Maria
The last angel singing
That Ave Maria
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