Country Girl

Threading the skyway, checking out my speed

I passed the casino and the burning steel beach

I felt a panic, I was on the edge

I'm from the country, girl, I love to wake the dead

Got to the city, bought a heart-shaped key and

Slept through the screening, but I bought the DVD

I stayed up late for the satanic service

Three fucking weddings and a birthday, holy shit

When I saw the shadow of the boy with wings, I

Swear I could tell that you were pulling on the strings

Turning the screw I waited on the stairs, and

Stood there for ages but I guess no one was there

Took a walk around the haunted halls, and

Stared at the flora and the blood smeared on the walls

Met a man who said he loved too deeply

His name was Johnny Five and he looked just like me

Johnny likes Crooked Rain

Johnny had the strangest day

Push the Sky Away

Johnny can't stay in shape

Johnny was a stupid kid

With bite marks on his lips

Beautiful, young and free

Funny and just like me

I got off work and went to see a movie

Starring Kurt Russell at the Logan, Halloween

And John Carpenter's The Fog with Jamie

Jamie Lee Curtis and the Nightmare on Elm Street

Michael Myers was an Illinois kid

So he's a country boy, and I'm his country queen

But Halloween was filmed in California

And Laurie Strode has never been to Venice Beach

Unlike me, she can't dream

Laurie doesn't get to leave

The sunshine and palm trees

Haddonfield, Hallow's Eve

Back home on Broadway, everything moves slowly

My mother always tried to make her family proud

Talked to my sister and we drove through Holly

The church is silent 'cause the parish house burned down

Drove out to commerce, where we watched the sunset

On Union Lake and then we smoked all George's weed

Everyone's always trying to do small town shit

We hit the liquor store and went to KFC

And when I went to bed

I pondered what the shadow said

Six is the holy hand

Seven is the circle's end

Three is the lucky son

Two the opposition

Four is a laughing death

Four and four, eight