My pick and my spade
83 cents a day
I've thrown my life away
In a fucking chaingang
No family writes me anymore
They say I'm dead to them
No forgiveness from Jesus
Or from my congressman
Time means nothing
When every day is the same
Marking time till the end
And my paupers grave
Buzz provided by buzzards
Is my only religion
Making big rocks small
Is my reason for living
Took a man's last cigarette
I felt he owed it to me
But for all my troubles
He hit a major artery
Don't notify my next of kin
That's all that my will said
When all is said and done
Right is right, wrong is wrong, and dead is dead

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