Worthless

Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket

I'm a wild horse pawing at the cracked dead earth

The stoplight turning and a long white lincoln

Goes screaming by, the bass line lingers

It’s hot as the devil, the rubber and the metal

Black smell of something burning

I never did wrong, i never did gamble

Til the day you called me worthless

Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket

I'm a fuse box sparking in the summer grass

I'm a hooded figure, a crazy killer

I’m a dead man walking on the overpass

It's hot as the devil, the asphalt melting

The sweat wet smell of danger

I never did wrong, i never was tempted

Til the day you named my anger

Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket

I'm a count-down rocket in a cloud of smoke

My fists are clenched, my whole body tense

My mouth screwed up, my eyes half closed

It's hot as the devil, a screaming kettle

The bassline slowly burning

I never did wrong, I was kind and careful

Til the day you called me worthless