Dm                      F
I saw him down in a dump, hurlin' armloads of junk
       Am                   G
into a pickup bound for the yard.
       Dm                          F
He was skittish and strange like a wild dog with mange
              G                         Dm
and there was blood where his veins ran hard.

[Verse 2]
       Dm                                 F
Wadin' deep through the grime, he found a long copper line,
        Am                          G
then he jumped up and leaped to the ground.
          Dm                                   F
And you'd thought he'd struck gold, the way he kicked and he rolled
           G                      Dm
and like a bandit, he tore outta' town.

[Chorus]
Dm                F
  Whoa, now, he's out on the prowl,
           Am                   G
you better get up and go back inside.
            Dm                         F
'Cause he's loose on the land, gettin' all that he can
          Am                  G
and there won't be nowhere to hide.
           Dm                       F
Yeah, he's crawling his way to that fix for the day,
          Am                        G
you won't stop him, he's bent to be fed.
         Dm                      F
He's the low-heathen kind with a shit-mangled mind,
    G          F
the desperate, fucking meth [Interlude] head.

[Interlude]
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Dm         | F         | G          | G          |

[Verse 3]
            Dm                        F
There was a girl, tall and thin, with scabulous skin,
         Am                        G
inside a rest stop I won't soon forget.
        Dm                           F
She was diggin' at a rash, trying to deal for some cash,
       G                      Dm
sayin' baby I'm clean and I'm wet.

[Verse 4]
       Dm             F
I just kept pacin' by swattin' through the flies
        Am                 G
and her stench, rancid and stout.
          Dm                                 F
While she stood their cryin' please with her fist between her knees
        G                        Dm
and the sores drainin' round her mouth.

[Chorus]
Dm                  F
  Whoah, now, she's out on the prowl,
           Am                   G
you better get up and go back inside.
             Dm                         F
'Cause she's loose on the land, getting all that she can
          Am                  G
and there won't be nowhere to hide.
             Dm                            F
Yeah, she'll bum and she'll beg and she'll gnaw at your leg,
          Am                      G
you can't kill her, she's already dead.
          Dm                  F
She's the empty-eyed soul the zombie-like foe,
    G        F
the feening, fuckin meth [Interlude] head.

[Interlude]
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Dm         | F         | G          | G          |

[Verse 5]
         Dm                             F
It'll be dark pretty soon, they love to lurk by the moon,
        Am                     G
so, I'm out back shoveling the dirt.
           Dm               F
I'm gonna' dig me a hole as deep as I can go
              G                         Dm
and when they fall I'm gonna' cover 'em up.

[End-Chorus]
Dm                 F
  Oh, now, they're out on the prowl,
           Am                   G
you better get up and go back inside.
             Dm                         F
'Cause their sweepin' the land, getting all that they can,
          Am                  G
and there won't be nowhere to hide.
             Dm                            F
They got the taste on their tongues, their fates have been hung,
       Am                   G
it's a fever that's already spread.
     Dm                           F
From out far and wide they're the fit to be tied,
    G          F
the worthless, fuckin' meth [Outro] head.

[Outro]
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Dm         | F         | Am         | G          ||