It's New Year's Eve
California's gonna
kill you soon
The Barstow boys
Bug eyes in the shadow
of the moon
Black houses in the hills
and roadside haunts
Dying for a place to fall apart
Who knew what you
could learn to live without
Mother Mary's lying
in your mouth now
Back home the kitchen's warm
with Christmas wine
And every girl has got
an axe to grind
You live to look for hell man
But you're far from
the hard light tonight
So quietly we lost another year
The desert put a babbler
in your ear
He will find a way to not
miss you again
Barstow boys all
spit into the wind
Back home the hammer
always has to fall
Cross is barely
hanging on the wall
Some day I know
you'll never leave me
But we're far from
the hard light tonight