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Walkabouts The Scavenger

Out past the trees there is nothing to burn Just an empty gas station, left to me in a will Just a plate of bad habits and plenty of salt for the wounds

Let's burn down the cornfield Let's burn down the cornfield We can listen to it burn We'll hide behind the oak tree Hide behind the oak tree Stay

Highwater is everywhere, highwater is telling me to go There's poison in the course it runs, there's ashes from the factory on the hill Watch it all

Work out at the goldmine in a tin can shack Don't come up behind cause I won't be mincing my words Don't play twenty questions with all of the scavenger

Hangman take these heads from me And swing 'em from your money tree Hear me laughing in my steps These heads are yours, they're yours to keep Please