Kid, don't lose your cool it's still too soon to have to choose a brighter doom.
It's hard to believe but I can see how there could be so little left to lose.
Momma's not okay, she lights a candle for every day that you're away. Today could be the one she burns the mother fucker down, the final act of grace. In a pointless endless race.
Kid, you're under fire, your life is coming down to the wire. Baby, you'll take the captains hand, carry a ship through burning sands. Cradle your rifle like a man.
Momma, she sits and waits, she's lost it all, slowly got this day to make her pay. She knows the fiend upon the floor's a goddamn sucker full of stone. 'Till the day he dies alone.

So long, so long, so long, so long, so long, so long, so long, so long.