Methhead — Ian Noe
Chords and lyrics for Methhead by Ian Noe (key of Dm).
Verse 1
I saw him [Dm]down in a dump, [F]hurling armloads of junk
into a [Am]pickup, bound for the [G]yard.[F]
He was [Dm]skiddish and strange, like a [F]wild dog with mange
and there was [G]blood, where his [F]veins ran [Dm]hard.
Wadin' [Dm]deep through the grime, he found a [F]long copper line
then he [Am]jumped up, and leaped to the [G]ground.[F]
You'd have [Dm]thought he'd struck gold, the way he [F]kicked and he rolled
and like a [G]bandit, he [F]tore out of [Dm]town.
Chorus
Oh [Dm]now, he's out on the [F]prowl
you better [Am]get up, and go back [G]inside.[F]
Because he's [Dm]loose on the land, getting [F]all that he can
and there [G]won't be, [F]nowhere to [Dm]hide.
Yea he's [Dm]crawling his way, to his [F]fix for the day
you won't [Am]stop him, he's bent to be [G]fed.[F]
He's the [Dm]low heathen kind, with a [F]shit mangled mind
the [G]desperate, [F]fucking [Dm]methhead.
Instrumental
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Verse 2
There was a [Dm]girl tall and thin, with [F]scabbed yellow skin
inside a [Am]rest stop, I won't soon [G]forget.[F]
She was [Dm]digging at a rash, trying to [F]deal up some cash
saying [G]baby, i'm [F]clean and i'm [Dm]wet.
I just [Dm]kept pacing by, [F]swatting through the flies
her [Am]stench, rancid and [G]stout.[F]
While she [Dm]stood there crying please, with her [F]fists between her knees
and the [G]sores, [F]draining arond her [Dm]mouth.
Chorus 2
[Dm]Oh now, she's [F]out on the prowl
you better [Am]get up, and go back [G]inside.[F]
Because she's [Dm]loose on the land, getting [F]all that she can
and there [G]won't be, [F]nowhere to [Dm]hide.
Yea she'll [Dm]bum and she'll beg, she'll [F]knaw at your leg
you can't [Am]kill her, she's already [G]dead.[F]
She's the [Dm]empty eyed soul, the [F]zombie like foal
the [G]feanding, [F]fucking [Dm]methhead.
Instrumental
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Verse 3
It's getting [Dm]dark pretty soon, they love to [F]lurk by the moon
so i'm [Am]out back, shoveling the [G]dirt.[F]
I'm gonna [Dm]dig me a whole, as [F]far as I can go
and when they [G]fall, i'll [G]cover them [Dm]up.
Chorus 3
[Dm]Oh now, they're [F]out on the prowl
you better [Am]get up, and go back [G]inside.[F]
Because they're [Dm]sweeping the land, [F]getting all that they can
and there [G]won't be, [F]nowhere to [Dm]hide.
They've got the [Dm]taste on their tounge, their [F]fates have been hung
it's a [Am]fever, that's already [G]spread.[F]
From [Dm]out far and wide, they're the [Fm]fit to be tied
the [G]worthless, [F]fucking [Dm]methhead.
Outro
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