In a black and far off corner of my mind

There's a box of something I can't quite define

It houses circus freaks, temptation and bad trips

In an isolated corner of the box

There's a trap door covered up with dirt and rocks

It opens to the stairs that lead down to the crypt



Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last step

Do you know what you get?

Cigarette



On a dark and lonely road in my hometown

Stands a house that long ago should've been torn down

It reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and bad debt

On a weather beaten transom in the house

Walks a friend of mine that I call the old king mouse

He dances in the moonlight and sleeps out on the steps



Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?

Do you know what you get?

Do you know where you're going when they've paid their last regrets?

Do you know what you get?

Cigarette



In a black and far off corner of my mind

There's a box of something I can't quite define

It houses circus freaks, temptation and the Fayette County Fair

And it reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and big hair



Do you know where you're going when you've taken your last breath?

Do you know what you get?

Do you know where you're going when the devil starts to sweat?

Do you know what you get?

A cigarette