Got an earthquake shack near Elbe
Got a garden of dyin' cars
Covered up deep in the mud of the powerline road

And at night I can hear the lockjaw,
And the swagger of the devil's tongue
Comin' on down from the wires of the powerline road

Sayin' that tomorrow's just a cheap shot at today
And that we've gone beyond our reckoning
And if we don't face the troubles now, our families will betray
And that's the one good reason left to give
And it's almost wisdom

Geneva took the kids back home,
Never heard from her again
That's back when I worked all them 12-hour days
Now I idle here wickedly, right through the thick and thin
Never to believe what I cannot live

Knowin' that tomorrow's just a cheap-shot at today,
And that we've gone beyond our reckoning
And if we don't face the troubles now, our families will betray
They'll take the one good reason left to give

I was drunk on her suspicions,
And a fifth of Early Times
I went down into Elbe just to pick a fight
And there behind the laundry house, was Geneva in a car
She opened the front door and shouted to the night

Shouted that tomorrow is the last chance for today
Shouted soon we'll have our reckoning
Shouted that the trouble here leaves us nothin' to betray
And nothin' is the one thing left to give
And it's almost wisdom
Almost wisdom X3