Methamphetamine Lyrics

Times they ain't like nothing they used to be
From Rocky Mount to northeast Tennessee
Where the river flows with a dusty cold disease
And the babies whine 'cause they can't find nothing to eat
But mama she ain't hungry no more
She's waitin' for a knock on the trailer door

It's gonna rock you like a hurricane
It's gonna rock you 'til you lose sleep
It's gonna rock you 'til you're out of a job
It's gonna rock you 'til you're out on the street
It's gonna rock you 'til you're down on your knees
It's gonna have you begging pretty please
It's gonna rock you like a hurricane
Methamphetamine...
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Don't need no PHD for a hundred-dollar car
Just find a crooked cop and that doctor disregard
'Cause when it's either the mine or the Kentucky National Guard
Mmm, I'd rather sell them a line than be dyin' in the coal yard
Now papa he ain't hungry no more
He's waitin' for a knock on the trailer door

Well it's a war out there and it's fought by poor white men
From the plateau to the falls of the Cumberland
You better watch your back ‘cause you just can't trust a friend
Ooh, and the method man is gonna get you in the end
So listen to the whispering wind
It sounds like a big storm rolling in

Times they ain't like nothing they used to be
From Rocky Mount to northeast Tennessee
Where the river flows with a dusty cold disease