Said the plain clothes cop to the beauty queen “I’ve seen nothing but a spoke in a wheel” So she gave up her crown to a kid with a crutch And they both felt cheated after closing the deal And the white tooth man I ran with him Got all cut up from pissin out in the weeds And a fight upstate with a broken blade And a wife whose finger never wanted a ring
Said the plain clothes cop to the Indian chief “I’ve made nothing but an honest mistake” The postman cried while reading the mail And we all got trampled in the Christmas parade And the white tooth man who sold me a gun A map of Canaan and a government bond Said “I love this town, but it ain’t the same” The ski mask ripped as he was putting it on
Said the plain clothes cop to the holy ghost “I’ve heard nothing yet that wasn’t the wind” And we all got sick on a strip club meal While the statehouse pardoned all the witches again So the white tooth man with his kids in the car And a wad of money that was already spent Said “I love my dog but she just ran away, She’ll keep running like the world never ends”