Dopesick (Hyde Park Demo) Lyrics

Underneath a mountain

In an Appalachian town

Where sunshine ain't around much anyway

My daddy was a miner

And I'm a miner's son

Working here since the year 1931

The day I hurt my back

While swinging this pickaxe

Was the same day I met the devil, dear

And I ain't been the same

Since them pills took my pain

And everything I've ever loved and poured it down the drain

I hope

Your profit margin shows

You something worth these bodies piling high

And I hope

You're in your grave soon

So soon you'll have to answer your crimes

You've lied and you cheated

But that's the least of your sins

Hiding behind lawyers

And slow bureaucratic pens

Now there's lives lost

And you ain't answering calls

Boy you better not show your face 'round these parts at all

Got the judge in his pocket

Shining his shoes

If you got a suit and a serpent's tongue

He's prolly got a job for you

Got the doctors slingin' pills

Giving everyone the blues

TV said they're safe

The TV's always true

I hope

Your profit margin shows

You something worth these bodies piling high

And I hope

You're in your grave soon

So soon you'll have to answer your crimes

So doctor gimme pills

I no longer need

'Fraid it's now the only way I know

Killin' off my time

My body and mind

Was the son of a miner

In a forsaken life